❝Another day is almost come and gone
Can't imagine what else could go wrong.
Sometimes I'd like to hide away,
Somewhere and lock the door.
A single battle lost but not the war.
Cuz' tomorrow's another day,
and I'm thirsty anyway,
So bring on the rain.
It's almost like the hard times circle round.
A couple drops,
And they all start coming down.
Yeah I might feel defeated,
And I might hang my head.
I might be barely breathing,
but I'm not dead.
Cuz' tomorrow's another day,
And I'm thirsty anyway,
So bring on the rain.
No, I'm not gonna let it get me down.
Im not gonna cry.
And I'm not gonna lose,
Any sleep tonight.
Cuz tomorrow's another day,
And I am not afraid,
So bring on the rain.
Tomorrow's another day,
And I'm thirsty anyway,
So bring on the rain.❞
Bring on the rain by: Jo Dee Messina.
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leт'ѕ ɢeт тo тнe
вαѕιcѕ oғ yoυ
"Please don't ✄ me out,
I can really try.
It just seems my world
Around me
Is slowly about to die."
"I'm Celeste Rae Corrin. I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you but, it isn't." Celeste Rae Corrin, pronounced sell-lest/ ray/ cor-in. Yes, this ol' girl is female, one of the strongest they come as to be exact, occassionally getting the nicknames Lestie or Cell. She's actually much older than she appears, which she is very thankful for. She's nineteen years old, and yes, still in high school, because, well, she was held back numerous times, once in eighth grade and again in freshmen year. Yeah, she never got her story straight back then, and it's still on rough rocks now. If you're in the mood for crying, just ask her about her history. I don't think she'll be too thrilled to tell you, but I'd suggest a bride would work.
Well, when first meeting Celeste she can appear to be, well, stand offish, a total *ss, and an all around b*tch. Trust me, she tries her best to be. It all relates back onto her history and what happened throughout the corse of her life here at Bitter Creek Stables. She's really edging towards a burnout right about now. She does poorly in school, and goes to drinking and drugs to help her cope, which only leads to more drinking and drugs. Yeah, its a rather domino effect. The thing is though, that once you get to know her well enough, its like you actually want to follow her, to let her guide you. Sadly, many that do end up just like her.
тнe deѕcrιpтιoɴ oғ
yoυ ιѕ ιɴтereѕтιɴɢ
"It's time to lay down
all your cards,
I can see that ace
of ♣ there right
behind your back."
"Who couldn't love all this good stuff?" Celeste is, as said before, alot younger looking than she truely is. In fact, she looks about fifteen years old. Funny huh? She's only about a hundred and thirty {130} pounds, and a good five, six {5'6} feet tall. The poor girl has sickly pale skin with about a forest of freckles dappling themselves everywhere. When I say everywhere, I literally mean everywhere. There isnt a single spot on her body that hasn't a bundle of freckles apon it. She has curly blonde locks that reach about chest length, and they truely are a disaster to care for. Celeste has widely pout lips with a slim body and frame, and luschious ivory green eyes to top it all off. She may not think she's pretty, but believe me, everybody else at the school thinks otherwise. As for her clothing style, she isn't picky.
Her nimble, yet lean body provides her with an excellent way of flexability, unnatural for a girl her age. And yes, she does take advantage of this, through dance of course. The way she can manuver her body whichever way she pleases seems to move others in a way that they have a light trickle of tears streaming down their faces. To Celeste though, its just a way for her to not concentrate on her sh*tty life and rather on another, time consuming thing.
do yoυ αcтυαlly
love ѕoмeoɴe?
"I'm just sittin' round
here watching ✈
take off, and fly high.
Trying to figure out which
one you might be on,
and why you don't love
me anymore."
"Love? No no, it's called Vodka, and lots of it." Who needs family? Certainly not Celeste. After all, she's done rather fine without them. Aren't they supposed to support you, to help you when your down? Hers never did such a thing, then again, she never really even had a family. Well, I know I told you to ask Celeste about her history, but why don't I just tell you, hmm?
Celeste would have been good. If maybe her mother had a successful career and kept her and her fraturnal twin dawson, she wouldn't have gotten into drinking and drugs. Maybe if she hadn't lived her whole life in a foster care she would have actually persued school as a practical thing and maybe given a damn, but that didnt happen now did it?
Celeste and her fraturnal twin Dawson were born to a prostitute who gave them up for adoption moments after their birth. Well, actually Dawson was given up for adoption. Celeste was given to a foster care mother who had about twelve other kids to care for, so she had grown used to isolation. By age thirteen she became known as the school slut, school druggie, and the girl to get booze from. Thirteen. Because of the many other kids, her foster mother didnt know, and she wouldnt have cared anyways. She had kids to feed and bills to pay, and she would have just kicked the girl out anyway.
When she reached age sixteen, her brother Dawson had showed up at doorstep and it was like they had known eachother their whole life. They just clicked. Cel had never before met her mother, but Dawson had, and he told her all about her. After that she didnt care to see who had birthed her.
Lestie's life took a major setback when Dawson's adopted mother Sherry had gotten kidney failure. Dawson, his other adopted brother Elroy, nor their adopted father Adam were a match, but Celeste was. She donated her kidney to Sherry, and in return was welcomed into the family. Celeste never adopted the last name though, argueing that 'Corrin' suited her better. Though, Sherry died in the surgery, and lestie was left with one kidney. Even though she had barely knew the woman, she was crushed. The one other woman in her life who had opened her arms for her had perished, but all the more Adam, Dawson, and Elroy were even more devastated. In fact, Elroy had gotten into drugs, given to him by Celeste, and ended up dead from over dosing. She never told, but she was torn. She felt as if it was her fault, which it partly was, and so she just packed up her things and left. In her mind, it was best she left them be. Well, she soon found she had no place to go, so she just went back with her foster mother, and is there now.
So, yeah, moving on, Celeste is as straight as a pole, no doubt about that one, so sorry all you other ladies in search of her heart, if you even bother. Well, Lestie hasn't had much luck in the love department. Again, who needs men? She's got her booze and drugs to keep her company. She currently has no boyfriend, nor a crush.
мy perѕoɴαl
вeloɴɢιɴɢѕ
"There is no upper ✍
I'm giving you mine.
And it doesnt have
to end up wasting
your time."
"Things are meant to be used and people are meant to be loved, but lately, things are being loved and people are being used. It's strange how the world works, isn't it?" To be truthful, Celeste doesn't really own much of anything to keep to her name. True, she does have her cat named Bill, but she found the poor animal off the street, and didnt bother give it a license, so tecnically, its not really her cat. She does have a phone though, and she stole it from some eleven year old jerk who thought he was just going to whip out his new iphone and show it off to the world. The naive fool that he is, he didnt even see her walk right up from behind him, snatch it, and run off. As for cars, Lestie prefers walking or the bus, and that generally leads to more walking, hense her regal frame. And books? Dear one, Celeste doesn't read. At all. As for her room, since she lives in a house which she shares with thirteen other occupants, her bedroom is extremly tiny, and literally bland, but she does her best.
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❝Weep for yourself, my man,
You'll never be what is in your heart.
Weep Little Lion Man,
You're not as brave as you were
At the start.
Rate yourself and rake yourself,
Take all the courage you have left.
Wasted on fixing all the problems
That you made in your own head.
But it was not your fault but mine
And it was your heart on the line.
I really f*cked it up this time,
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear?
Tremble for yourself, my man,
You know that you have seen this all before.
Tremble Little Lion Man,
You'll never settle any of your scores.
Your grace is wasted in your face,
Your boldness stands alone among the wreck.
Now learn from your mother or else
Spend your days
Biting your own neck.
But it was not your fault but mine.
And it was your heart on the line.
I really f*cked it up this time,
Didn't I, my dear?
Didn't I, my dear? ❞
Little Lion Man by: Mumford and Sons.
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leт'ѕ ɢeт тo тнe
вαѕιcѕ oғ yoυ
"Please don't ✄ me out,
I can really try.
It just seems my world
Around me
Is slowly about to die."
" 'Ello there lovely. I'm totally kidding, dude. I'm not Irish!" Noah Issac Fleishmen, pronounced no-uhh/ i-zak/ flee-sh-min. He's not to fond of the name noah though, and always tries to convince people that he was named Austin Monae Stewart. He's a wretched liar. Noah is a senior, gratefully, inspite how his last name seems to implie otherwise. He's a good guy, great actually. With his natural, given good looks and oddly enough, kind spirit, he's easily loved among his peers.
When first meeting Noah he may appear to be utterly stupid and idiotic. It's all an act. Through some experiences of his own, it seems you have to be hot or gorgeous to be even suggested as one of the "popular" crowd, and be an *ss or idiot to stay in. Now, Noah is a good guy, as said before, and could never hurt someone on purpose, hense the reason why he prefers to be stupid. Now, this little act rubbed off onto his personality quite a bit, now making him an utterly hopeless fool in changing his ways. Unlike the popular crowd though, he isnt into doing alcohol, drugs, smoking, etc. No, he's into doing crazy, stupid, and wild activities that ultimatly end him up into the hospital. Yup, that's Noah for ya. He is also one of the feline shifters, being a lion and all.
тнe deѕcrιpтιoɴ oғ
yoυ ιѕ ιɴтereѕтιɴɢ
"It's time to lay down
all your cards,
I can see that ace
of ♣ there right
behind your back."
"I'm a gorgeous young lady aren't I?" Noah is a very handsome young man, or perfect as some would say. From croppy hair to fair skin, to chocolate eyes and a graceless smile. It's a wonder why some people find it intolerable to stand near him. As kind as his personality is, his eyes portray the same feeling, oh homefulness and light. Yes, those chocolate brown eyes appear to be able to sweep themselves out from under you and catch you just as you're about to fall. They're gentle, kind, and all the same good natured. His smile mirrors this, though with a hint of devioushness flashing within them. That smile of his is his key to anything, so it seems. Now his hair, so delicatly cropped to pefection it's as if it should belong in a painting or on the head of someone as famous as the president. With it's petite curls and darkened brunette appearance, its practically his whole look. Now his body, as muscular as it may appear, stretches to the height of 5'12 feet tall and is of the weight of 160 pounds. It is a massive amount of muscle, which he takes advantage of through wrestling. It's his passion, so it seems, and is thankful for having such a body to back him up on it. Remember when I said that in order to be even considered for the "popular crowd" that you have to be either hot or gorgeous? Noah is definitly of no exception.
do yoυ αcтυαlly
love ѕoмeoɴe?
"I'm just sittin' round
here watching ✈
take off, and fly high.
Trying to figure out which
one you might be on,
and why you don't love
me anymore."
"Yes. Selena Gomez. She's a keeper, alright." Noah has always had plenty to love in his life. He's been lucky with the girls, lucky in his family's health and weath -hey! that rhymes!- and such like that, for the most part. He lives a pretty normal life style, hense the reason why he is always so happy and cheerful all the time.
Noah was a pretty widely set family, a bunch of relatives he doesn't even know the name for. His mother's name is Isabella Fleishmen, his father's Kristopher Renolds. You see, is father Kristopher was a romantic soul, and told Bella the day of their marriage he didnt care their last name, as long as they were as one. As a result, Bella took advantage of this and they kept the last name Fleishmen. Now, Bella didnt just take advantage of that oppertunity. No, she was a very devious young lady, convincing other being her degree of mastery. She had a very successful career in the buisiness industry, which is where she gathered all her customers, if you know what I mean.
Well, anyways, Kristopher was incapable of producing offspring, but Bella was not. Thanks to her assistant of secretary, she was able to give birth to a young lady named Sadie. Kristopher greatly questioned this, though it was clouded by his gratefulness for his child. How did Bella get out of it? She claimed she was raped by a man she couldn't see the face of, and he bought it. When Bella became preganet with Noah, it was then her husband came to his senses. He dumped his wife when Noah was a meer infant. It wasn't really life changing to the young boy. He never knew his mother. His father eventually remarried a beautiful woman named Melissa. Together, they just recently had Noah's three year old little sister named Karly. As I said before, he's had plenty to love in his life.
мy perѕoɴαl
вeloɴɢιɴɢѕ
"There is no upper ✍
I'm giving you mine.
And it doesnt have
to end up wasting
your time."
"It's funny, most people have alot of stuff. They've got XBoxes, IPads, IPhones... I just have my GameBoy from when I was ten." Noah was indeed, not kidding by just having a GameBoy from when he was twelve. That thing is his life practically. While his phone keeps him slightly occupied, but it's mainly his Gameboy. He also has his longboard, and his ipod, but they too don't get used as much as he would like. Also, this is hisbedroom.
As said before, Noah has had plenty to love in his life. For instant, his five pets. His saint bernard Max, his great dane Buddy, his french bulldog Nina, his tabby Scarlet, and his bengal cat named Tiger.
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