There once was a peach, and her name was Penelope. She lived in Indonesia, and her whole family loved her.
That has nothing to do with me.
My name is Chanel and I used to live in Canada. My family says they love me but they keep trying to sell me to these weird people... haha just kidding, but my family does drive me nuts.
I worry what people think, but not too much. I'm afraid of being a whore, and not being remembered.
I'm sick of cliches, and I wish people would leave me alone sometimes.
I'm a little unstable, but I'm a good laugh. =]
