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I'll just be posting my characters on here so it is easier to get their forms up and I don't have to go through millions of folders.

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"You know, I fake it all so well..."

Name: Everly Heart
Nickname(s): Ever
Age: 18
Gender: Female

"Hey, I'm Everly Heart! I suppose I can let you call me Ever, but not Eve. Don't you ever call me Eve, I just hate it. I've never actually had a reason for hating that nickname, I just do really. I guess you find it weird, but then again, what is there that is normal about me? Nothing, I'm telling you. Nothing.
Moving on onto my age! Yeah, I'm 18 years old! Which means I'm old enough to have my own place and I thankfully do. I also have a car, nothing too special, well it is special to me because it is adorable. It's a red Mini Cooper, nothing special, as I said. I was born on the 13th of October, on a friday. Oooh so unlucky! Yeah, that explains why my life is not exactly all that perfect!
My gender? Woah you must be blind! Well I hope I look like a girl, if not that could explain A LOT about my 'love life' as most would call it. I like being a girl really, though sometimes there's way too much pressure about how you look, act and whatnot. Sadly, I care too much about what others think of me.
Let's see what else I can tell you, love. I'm British, born and raised there. Proud of it. I mean... Loads of the bands I like come here for concerts! SWS, PTV, AA, BMTH all of them and more!"

What kind of man lays his hands on the woman he loves?
Calls her angel, but shows no remorse in her blood
He covers her body in bruises and scars
You don't understand just how beautiful you are

"Well... let's see. I am tall, but not too tall, I guess I'm a medium-length. I'm quite skinny as I don't tend to eat a lot. My skin is quite pale, but not too pale, just about right Ig uess. I have long brown hair with blonde ends, red lips and light green eyes.
I don't really use any make-up, it's way too expensive and I've got better things to waste money on.
I have a belly piercing and spider bites studs on the right side. I also have a few tattoos... one on my shoulder blade, one on my wrist and on my finger and I have a tattoo of some birds on my left side."

"I don't know where to start with my life... Maybe I should go back to when I was born. Yes, that would be good!
I was born on a Friday in October, at 1 am in Manchester. Not going to go in any weird details so moving on!
I grew up to be a happy child, my parents loved me lots, I had everything I wanted. Life couldn't have been better!
But of course, as I learnt by now, good things never last...
My mother died 13 years later. Yes, when I was 13. I was absolutely devastated and blamed myself for it. Then again, so did my dad.
Let me explain why...
It was a normal afternoon from school, I was being all excited about Christmas nearing and I just wouldn't stay in place. That sor tof annoyed my father so he snapped at me and pushed me back in my seat, harder than I expected it to be. So I started to cry.
My mother, who was driving, jumped to protect me and they both started to argue, not even paying attention to the slippery road.
Suddenly something jumped in front of the car, so I screamed, my parents both startled as my mother braked.
The car was sent spinning around onto the ice, and since my mother didn't have her seatbelt she was sent flying right through the glass. I was in shock for days after that.

It was a year later, on my mother's birthday when everything turned into hell. My father came home in the middle of the night, drunk and probably high. I went over to help him when he fell but his only response was to hit me. At first I thought it was a mistake, or he thought I was someone else so I let it go, but then everyday he would come home and take out all his anger on me. He blamed me for my mother's death and that hurt, a lot. I didn't say anything about it at school, when people asked me about my scars, bruises and burns I just said it was an accident. Lies over lies were told everyday, just because I didn't want my father to be in trouble.
Despite everything he was putting me through I still loved him, he was the only family i had left. I just let this go on until I was 17 and moved out. By now I was and still am very afraid of him. He found me in my first house and beat me up, asking why I left him, so I moved away to Oxford and so far he hasn't found me.

But through all this and through all the insults people yelled at me I managed to smile and pretend everything was alright. And I still do, even though I am dying inside, even though I lost all hope I still smile and try to pretend everything is alright."

You are too beautiful
Your heart wants something more
Those shades of blue on that face of yours
Hides that smile that beats in your chest

"Hah. this part should be easy! I tend to be a very nice perosn, almost always happy! Well always happy in the eyes of others, bt when I'm alone I just break. I can't explain it, but at times I would just ranodmly start crying because my real emotions are trying to get out from the small cold box I locked them inside. It sucks really.
Most people I am friends with I don't really trust. I don't trust anyone really. I don't even have friends. I just am nice to people.
A weird thing about me is... I am afraid of getting close to boys, they really scare me. Mostly because of my father. I still have some bruises from a late encounter when I went to visit mum's grave. It was horrible."

When he's done with her beating
He just stands aside
Wipes the sweat from his brow
And yells over her cries
"You don't know what I've been through!"
He yells and he says
"You don't know what I've done for you!"
And hits her again

"I've never actually had anyone to be there for me for real, unless you count music. I've never had a boyfriend or a best friend. Never even had a crush. I mean I did find some boys cute but I never felt the 'butterflies' in my belly or anything when I saw them like you're meant to. Needless to say I have never been in love. And I don't want to be in love. Ever. My only love is music and singing."

She stands in the mirror
She looks less alive
She lifts up her shirt to see she has five
Branded fingers on her side
She's feeling it all now
But she doesn't cry
She doesn't cry

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"Me, loving someone? Hah! You are hilarious, human."

S-so...What should I call you?
"Can you at least stop stuttering? It really annoys me. I mean, seriously, just stop. My name's Castiel, or Cas, Havens. Yes, it is a boy's name, but for all you know I could be a transgender. Obviously, I am not, but I just felt the need to say that. I bet you are wondering why on Earth my parents called me Castiel and not something like 'Sophie' or 'Elizabeth' any of these girly names. Well,let me tell you the story in the shortest way possible.
Months before I was born the Doctor told my parents I was going to be a boy, exactly what they wanted, but then I was born and he came in with a pink blanket and I like to think that when my parents looked at me I said 'Surprise, surprise, m*th*rf*ck*rs.' Sadly babies can't talk, so that dream's gone down the drain! I can't really complain about my name, I actually quite like it, and it is hilarious when you see all these people looking at me weirdly when my name is called out. Priceless I'm telling you."

Well then, Cas, how old are you and what is your gender?
"What? Are you blind or do I really look like a guy. I swear I just explained this above! I am a girl. Female. Chick. Dudette. Woman. Whatever word you understand best, retard. As for my age, I'm 17, going onto 18. I can drive and I have a car. I guess I can't drink till I'm 18. So my birthday should hurry up. Oh that is the 13th of November, by the way."

Is that an accent I'm hearing? Where are you from, hun?
"First off, do not call me 'hun'. Ever. I dislike that. Like seriously? Why?
Secondly, yes, it is an accent. Scottish accent, to be more precise, though it sort of got mixed with the English one as me and my family moved to England when I was younger. So, in case you haven't got where I am from, it's Scotland. Beautiful place, I wish I could go back there sometime."

Tell me, what do you see?
"Myself obviously?"
Maybe be more detailed, tell me about your hair.
"Alright, alright... My hair's natural color is a light brown, but I decided to dye it a tint of red, not too dark not too light, just about right. The style of my hair would be classified as 'indie scene', or 'emo' by the less cultured, however I prefer to call it 'Casstyle' since I cut it myself. It has quite a lot of layers and it is of medium length.
That's better. What about your eyes and skin colour?
"My eyes are just the same old dark brown color they always were. I really wish my eyes were another colour though,something nicer, more exciting. I really have a thing for blue eyes. My skin colour is just... I don't know, very pale I guess? I don't even get tanned! It's proper annoying, I look like a ghost all the time."
Anything else about the way you look?
"Well let's see... I'm quite tall and slim. I may look weak, but I'm actually very strong, so don't mess with me I will kill you. And i have a load of tattoos."

What are you like?
"Hmm... most people would describe me as. Weird, antisocial, mean, cold, cruel, pessimistic, dark. All the good stuff! I don't really talk to people a lot and when I do I normally insult them or shout at them or something. I'm just not the type of girl that is nice. I like to ruin people's days, unless I care about them or something. I don't really care about a lot of people so it's all good."

Tell me a bit about your past.
"There's nothing that interesting about it. My father left as soon as I was born. Yes, I am that loved. He left me and my older brother with our mother who was almost always drunk or stoned. She wasn't a violent person, but sometimes she did hit me and my brother, but we built a bloody bridge and got over it. I never really got on with my mother, mainly because I always did what she told me not to. Sure she's sorted herself out now, but I'll never forgive her for hitting me and Derek. Needless to say I don't really have that much of a strong relationship with any of my parents."

"I'm guessing here I have to talk about random things. Well I can play the piano, guitar and drums. I do sing as well, but not many heard me do it. Uh... I dislike people. I like pizza and my favourite sweets are skittlez... That's about it."

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"OH there's a party? Where?"

Name; "My name? Well that's easy! I'm Bailey Honey. Yes, Honey is actually my last name and there's nothing I can do about it, but I like it really! Why Bailey? My mother had a brother named that, but he sadly passed away when they were younger and she decided to name me after him. I'm not mad or anything, I'm actually happy with it since it's making her happy."
Age; "I'm seventeen years old, actually, young. I'm seventeen years young. Because I don't want to grow up. I like being this age, I've got nothing to worry about thanks to my awesome parents and I would love it if it could stay this way!"
Gender; "Well I'm a female, not some random man with a wig. That would be super creepy, but hilarious at the same time! So yeah, I'm a girl, female, Ironman, dudette, chick, whatever."
Orientation; "I'm 100% straight and I doubt anything can change that. Sorry, girls!"
Birthplace; "Well I was born and raised in Ireland, Dublin. Yes, that does mean I have an Irish accent, which is great, unless you meet that one jerk that makes fun of it all the time. Which to me happens a lot. So I try to hide it and almost always fail, but oh well. Most people find it cool so that's awesome! Right?"
Reputation; "Well I guess you could say I'm part of the 'populars' group. I am into cheerleading, pretty awesome thing really, mainly because it involves dance, which I love. AS for other reputations I really don't know. I mean there's different reputations for each side of me. And I have lots of different sides. I'll explain that in a bit!"

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Ms.Anxious

Ｊｕｓｔ Ｔｈｅ Ｌｉｔｔｌｅ Ｔｈｉｎｇｓ ➜

Darling
You're hiding in the closet once again,
Start smiling
I know you're trying
Real hard not to turn your head away
Pretty darling
Face tomorrow, tomorrow is not yesterday
Yesterday oh oooooh

"Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Hazel. Hazel Winters would be my full name, if you are interested in that. I don't really know why I was named that and I'll probably never know, ever, because there's no one that can answer my question. I can't say I absolutely love my name, but I don't dislike it either, I'm somewhere in between liking it and hating it really. My last name is okay though, but the weird thing is I was actually born in the winter in December. I like to think I was born on a friday 13, but again, I'll never know. Right you know my birthday, now it's time I tell you my age! I'm 17 years old, nothing that can really be added to that. I guess I survived one more year in my sad life. Boo hoo. To be honest, my life isn't that sad anymore... I guess. I'm not sure.
Anyway I'm a female, in case you haven't noticed or if it's not obvious. And yeah, that's pretty much the basics. I live in England and have a mixture of a British and Scottish accent. What?"

Ｔａｋｅ Ａ Ｌｏｏｋ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ➜

Pretty please
I know it's a drag
Wipe your eyes and put up your head
I wish you could be happy instead
There's nothing else I can do
But love you the best that I can
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

"I guess this is the part where I should tell you more about myself. Past & Present, right?
Well when I was a baby I was abandoned on the steps of an Orphanage. Obviously, they found me, on the 13th of December, with a note stuck my clothes just saying my first name. That was it. All I have from my real parents is a stupid note with my name on it. Lovely to know they cared about me enough to write some meaningful things right?
Anyway, I used to be a trouble child and the people working there weren't the nicest so I got beaten a few times when I was around 6. That''s when I stupidly decided to run away, and I succeeded, but it was a bad idea as I had nowhere to go. I lived on the streets for a few months, stealing food and stuff until I was caught by the police and took to yet another foster home. I couldn't really talk that well when I was little so everyone used to make fun of me and my weird mixture of a British and Scottish accent. So a few years after I just stopped talking. I would rarely answer people and I only talked to like one or two kids. I thought the bullying would stop, but it didn't. Everyone just started to call me the 'mute' girl or whatever.
About two years passed and I was 8 when I finally got adopted by the Winters family. I started to go to a normal school, but I was afraid of talking to anyone at all. I had a few bruises when I joined and everyone was making fun of me for it, like it was my fault that some stupid orphans beat me up. Needless to say, I didn't escape bullying that easily. Everybody laughed at me, tripped me up and this went on until I was 13 when I met this guy, Reece, who was actually very nice to me.
Me and Reece ended up being friends, best friends then finally ended up as a couple. Everything was going amazing, sure I got called some names, but Reece was also there for me to make all the pain disappear. He was the only person that made me happy at that time. But of course, good things never last, and when I was 15 a horrible thing happened.

I was walking over to the cafe, to meet Reece. I was very excited because he said he had a surprise for me and I absolutely loved his surprises. I spotted him and we both started to run towards each other. Little did I know there was actually a car coming towards us with a completely drunk driver. I heard the car lose control and I turned around, standing there in shock as it headed towards me, and then, before I knew it I felt something crash into me and push me out of the way. Well that something was Reece, who was then brutally crushed against a wall by the car. Both him and the driver died.

After Reece's death I went into depression, everyone was blaming it on me and I just couldn't take it. So I started to cut for a while, but then I managed to somehow stop myself, though occasionally I still do it and I'm not proud of it. After his death I didn't even get much sleep, I always had the same old nightmare about the accident and I Would always wake up screaming and crying, and I still do sometimes.

At the moment well I can't say my life is exactly happy. Sure I've got a family and everything, but I'm still afraid of talking to people and being in large crowds and whatnot. Actually I suffer from social anxiety. Sucks to be me, right?

Most people would describe me as the quiet, lonely, shy girl. Which is exactly what I am. I don't' like talking to people, and if I do, they can barely hear me because I always end up whispering instead of actually talking loudly. I can't help it, whenever a person talks to me my brain just goes all 'boom' and I can't think of what to say, and when I do, I'm too afraid to speak loudly. I don't even know why. Probably because I was bullied for all my life.

I'm scared of big crowds, spiders, snakes, rats and darkness. I know, however so childish, but you;re not the one having night-terrors almost all the time. You're not the one "

Darling
I was there once a while ago
I know
That it's hard to be stuck with
People that you love
When nobody trusts

Ａ Ｑｕｉｃｋ Ｇｌａｎｃｅ Ｉｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ ➜
"Well this should be easy, I think. I'm not too tall, but not too short either, I'm sort of in the middle. I'm actually slightly underweight because I don't eat as much as I should. Unless it's sweets. My skin is quite pale, I mean, I live in England. We don't get that much sun!
My hair is naturally red. Yes. Just bright red. Natural. I don't even know why, really, but I hate it. I hate it because it makes it easier for people to notice me and I don't like being the center of attention at all. I hate people looking at me, talking to or about me, I hate people asking me questions. I just dislike all of the 'socializing' thing.
My eyes are two different colours. One is green and one is blue. No, I'm not some superhero with powers and stuff. I just have heterochromia, which means my eyes are two different colours or something, again that brings attention to me and people look at my eyes a lot. Another thing I hate, making eye contact. I'd much rather look at the ground to be honest.
Hmm, let's see. I actually have quite a few tattoos, even though I come across as being the shy girl that doesn't mean I can't have tattoos. Many people actually seem surprised when they see them. I have one on my back and one on my wrist. And I just have small, black snakebite piercings."

You're not the only one who's been through
I've been there alone and now so are you
I just want you to know, want you to know it's not your fault.
It's not your fault, ohh, ohh
Your fault, your fault
It's not your fault
Your fault, your fault, your fault

Ｍｕｓｉｃ, Ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ & Ｌｏｖｅ ➜
"I think it's safe to say that music is my escape from it all. I don't think I would be alive still if it wasn't for some of the songs I listen to. I am absolutely in love with Pierce The Veil, Mayday Parade, Asking Alexandria, Sleeping With Sirens, Bring Me The Horizon, Bullet For My Valentine, Simple Plan, Paramore, All Time Low, Of Mice And Men and a lot more. I love post-hardcore, heavy metal, rock music. The songs just speak to me and they have so much meaning. Some people's heroes wear capes while mine scream/sing their hearts out. I would never change my taste in music for anyone in the world.
I've always loved music really. That's why I can play the piano and the guitar and sing, but no one's there to hear it. I am really secretive when it comes to my music taste unless I'm wearing some bandmerch I bought. I normally sleep in my band t-shirts and wear small wristbands or badges in public. It's stupid really but I just feel like these bands I listen to are my little secret.

Friends? Hah! That's nice. I don't' really have any unless my 'parents' and my 'brother' count. Actually my brother is the closest thing I've had to a best friend ever since Reece passed away. We're quite close to each other I guess and he's one of the few people I open up to. He's one of the few that know the real me with my real personality. Pretty much the only one that's saw the crazy, happy, insane, funny, hyper me. I do love Conner a lot.

Love? Like a boyfriend? Reece was my one and only. I still love him and miss him a lot and I promised him not to fall in love with anyone ever again. I know he'd want me to, but I don't want to let go. I guess I'm just afraid that if I let go I'll forget him, plus I am way too weak to do so. I just want to hang on to the memories we've made together instead of going around and messing around with every single boy I meet. My family wants me to move on, but I just can't. He just means so much to me. I actually still wear the necklace he's given me just a day before the accident.

And that was my life."

Darling
You're hiding in the closet once again,
Start smiling

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◄The Bad Girl►

Name: Blair Bennett
Nickname: B
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Reputation: The Bad Girl

{Starting from the beginning} Taking it from the beginning Blair was born on the 13th of January in 1995, on a Friday. Ooops, so unlucky, right? Oh well, anyway, she was born in England and so she has a strong British accent, which doesn't really bother her unless people point it out or laugh at it. Then she'll probably beat them up or something. So Blair was born and grew up to be a very nice, respectful, careful girl, up until she hit 13. That's when everything went down. Her mother, Theresa Bennett, was diagnosed with cancer and died two years later. Blair was devastated, but then, as if that wasn't enough her father re-married a year later, also revealing he was with Patricia, Blair's step-mother, for quite a while before Theresa died. Needless to say blair was very mad at him and since then she decided to become the child no one would want. She started to do drugs, smoke, drink and break hearts. She really doesn't care what she does to herself, and certainly doesn't care what the boys whose hearts she broke are doing. She skipped school a whole loads of times, caused fights, but still managed to get 100% on tests, however she always hid them away from her parents. No use showing it to her father, he probably didn't even care. No she was sure he didn't, because truth is... no one did.

In the daylight,
I'm your sweetheart,
You're goody-two-shoes prude is a work of art.
But you don't know me,
And soon you won't forget,
Bad as can be, yeah you know I'm not so innocent

{A bit more} Her father owns a music company where Blair sometimes sings and records songs at. Blair really loves music and art but she's never told anyone that. She tends to keep to herself a lot and hide all her emotions from people around her. She can play the piano and the guitar and obviously can sing, but she never sings what her father wants her to. She just does her own thing.
She comes across as being a snobby, mean, rude, crazy for parties, flirty type of girl, but on the inside she's completely different. She's not really bothered about her 'bad girl' reputation though, because even if she did get arrested a few times her father paid to get her out every single time. She always ends up insulting or upsetting people or just annoying them, unless they're her friends. Despite Blair's fake bad personality her friends still put up with her because they know what she's been through and understand her. Sort of.

{Looking in the mirror}

Better beware I go bump in the night,
Devil-may-care with a lust for life,
And I know you,
Can’t resist this
You know you
Are so addicted.
Boy you better run for your life!

Blair's got long, light blonde hair and very pale skin. She normally had a lot of makeup on, giving her a sort of emo-ish look, but she's not bothered. She has light blue eyes and red lips, easy to catch your attention since her skin is so pale. She's skinny, a bit too skinny actually as she doesn't eat too much, and quite tall. That doesn't mean she isn't attractive though, actually a lot of boys would kill to be with her and a lot of girls would kill to have her looks.
Occasionally Blair takes off her makeup and looks like a completely different person. Whenever she goes to meet her father she wears tons of eyeliner and eyeshadow just because he doesn't like it.
Her style is very complicated and all over the place. She will mostly wear punk/goth type of clothes, but other times she's just wear very girly things. Either way, her outfits always end up being a bit provocative. Which her father hates, so that explains why.
She's got snakebites and a whole load of tattoos.

Welcome to the nightmare in my head,
(Oh god!)
Say hello to something scary,
The monster in your bed,
(Oh god!)
Just give in and you won’t be sorry,
Welcome to my other side,
Hello it’s Mz. Hyde!

{Disorders)
Bipolarity - causing her to have sudden mood swings from happy, to hyper, to depressed, to angry.
Anorexia Nervosa - she tends to eat very little and sometimes not enough for the energy that her body consumes
Depression - she has moments when she feels very low and would just start crying or something

I can be the b****,
I can play the w****,
Or your fairytale princess who could ask for more.
A touch of wicked,
A pinch of risqué,
Good girl gone bad, my poison is your remedy.

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♕ The Rebellious Princess of England ♕

I'm an angel, I'm a devil
I am sometimes in between
I'm as bad it can get
And good as it can be
Sometimes I'm a million colors
Sometimes I'm black and white
I am all extremes
Try figure me out you never can
There's so many things I am

{The basics} "I guess here is where I have to state my name, birthday, age, gender and so on! Well that's fine by me!
Hello, my name is Layton Winchester, the so-called rebellious Princess Of England. I am nineteen years old, though I would prefer to say young instead! I really don't like being called 'old', I've already been forced to grow up faster and that was enough for me! Obviously, I was born in England. I mean, hello? Princess of England. Princess of England. Princess of England. Yeah, I think you've got it. I know I am English but actually my mother was Spanish so I guess I am half spanish. Also I am a female, in case you couldn't tale. I'm actually quite offended if you couldn't tell I was a girl. Do I look like a man in a wig or something? Hopefully not!
I get called Lay a lot, but it sort of gets annoying so I prefer it if people could call me Layton. I really like my name, mostly because it's unique and it was my mother's and her mother's and her mother's mother's."

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

{History is always important} "Well The Winchesters are quite famous around England and sometimes other countries as well, but I'm not that familiar with their history. It's surprising actually, seeing as my father paid for me to have lessons about our family's history. Thankfully, I always managed to zone out when my boring teacher talked.
Anyway, let's see. When I was born I was born after my mother, being some old tradition! And really that was okay because I loved it!
We were a happy family up until I was 13 and my mother got into a car crash and died. I was completely devastated and actually went into depression for a while.

My father didn't re-marry straight away, but then his parents made him marry this woman, Elizabeth. I can't say I am very keen on her, she is very mean to me and she always was. I had to grow up with her as well though, and I still have to put up with her. Did I mention she suggested this arranged marriage? Not that much of a surprise if you ask me!
So I was forced to grow up with possibly the worst woman on earth, and then I found rock music. I was browsing through the internet and found a few rock songs and absolutely fell in love with them, which made music my escape from all her criticism and remarks. I then also got into painting and that was yet another thing that helped me ignore Elizabeth, the step-monster."

I'm someone filled with self-belief
And haunted by self-doubt
I've got all the answers
I've got nothing figured out
I like to be by myself
I hate to be alone
I'm up and I am down
But that's part of the thrill
Part of the plan
Part of all of the things I am

{Let's take a look in the mirror} "Well I obviously see myself!I've got long dark brown hair and brown eyes, pretty boring combination, but nothing I can do about it! I am quite tanned comparing to most English princesses, but that's because I have Spanish blood, which is absolutely amazing! I am quite tall and slim and I have pinkish lips.
I don't really have that much to add to this part really other than my hair can be straight, wavy and sometimes very curly!"

I'm a million contradictions
Sometimes I make no sense
Sometimes I'm perfect
Sometimes I'm a mess
Sometimes I'm not sure who I am

{Just The Real You} "The real me? you want to know what my real opinions and thoughts are? Well okay then! First of all, I absolutely hate being a princess. You can't do anything wrong and you always have to act as if you are perfect, you have to be perfect. Why? Because you're representing the whole of your relatives, whether they are dead or not yet born. A simple mistake can give your family the worst reputation ever. That's why I hate it. I can't be myself, I am not allowed to make mistakes, I can't do anything I like. Obviously, whenever I get the chance I just turn into my rebellious self, as most people in the Winchester family would describe me, and just let everything go and do stupid things I've always wanted to do.

My personality? Most people would think I'm the typical snobby princess that doesn't care about anything else, but money!In reality, I am the complete opposite of what you would imagine a princess being like. I love video-games, football, boyish sports. I like rock music, I don't mind getting dirty and I have a very dirty mind! I break rules, I have a sense of humour and I do care about people around me. Actually, here's the thing, I am just confusing. I can't tell people how I feel so I tend to be mean at times, mainly because I'm scared of my emotions. I am very sassy and stubborn and sarcasm is one of the many languages I am fluent in! not even joking I know spanish, french, italian, german and a japanese. No, not because I wanted to, my father forced me to learn them.

I would pick comfortable sweatpants over dresses any day, but I can only wear them in my free time. I love animals. Any type of animal. Bats? Spiders? Snakes? I love them, they're just so fascinating. I hate Science and maths, I really suck at them, I just don't get them. I guess you can say I'm not the smartest person you know, but instead I draw, sing, play instruments and do sports. D'you think it's weird that I am horrible at cooking? No, seriously, if burning water was possible I would totally do that. I can't even succeed in not burning my toast for heaven's sake!

So yeah, there you are, that's the real me."

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am
Of all the things I am
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am
Of all the things I am

{Friends, music & love} "You'd think that since I am a princess I have tons of friends, but that's wrong! I find it very hard to make friends because of how different I am to the typical princesses around. They don't like the same music as me, they don't like sports, they are only interested in clothes and make-up! Fitting in is hard for people like me.
Music? right I absolutely adore bands like SWS, PTV, BMTH, AA, you know all 'dem rock bands! A bit of pop is alright to dance on, but I'd prefer to headbang to rock! I guess you could say music is one of my only friends.
Love? Hah no. I've never been in love, but I guess eve if I was it wouldn't matter I'd still have to marry the Prince Of Spain. Why is life so unfair?"

[B r o k e n;]

◄ Heartbreak Girl ►

You call me up,
It's like a broken record
Saying that your heart hurts
That you never get over him getting over you,
And you end up crying
And I end up lying,
'Cause I'm just a sucker for anything that you do.

{The Basic Little Things} "Hello there! I'm Dominique Jenssen, though you can call me Domi or Dom; or DJ if you're really that lazy! I'm known as the 'heartbreak girl' for a simple reason. I have my heart broken a lot, but that doesn't really bother me after I get over it. I'm guessing that's my weakness, falling too fast and caring too much. I'm 17 years old, nothing to add to that really. At this age I have nothing to worry about, I have a car and parents that pay for everything I want. My life is pretty awesome if you ask me. I'm a girl, if it's not that obvious. Certainly not a man. I would say you could check but that would be awkward for everybody.
I come from Norway, in case you haven't gathered that from my accent. Actually, I don't blame you. I hide it mos tof the time when I'm t school or with my friends, and sometimes even at home.It's mostly because I used to get laughed at in the early grades before I found my way to the top of the popularity list. I really don't know how I ended up being popular. Might have to do something with the fact that I'm good and singing and dancing. And I made it in the cheerleading team which automatically made me popular. I think."

And when the phone call finally ends,
You say, "Thanks for being a friend,"
And we're going in circles again and again

{Looking in the mirror} "Okay so I have blonde hair. In summer it goes really light, in winter it's close to a light brown, yeah pretty confusing if you ask me. my eyes? They're light blue, nothing too special really. My lips are a pale pink and my skin is normally tanned as I tend to go in holidays in hot places and I spend a lot of time at the beach you know? I'm quite tall and slim, part of why I was accepted to be a cheerleader other than the fact that I'm very agile and flexible and I got the moves baby! I don't wear excessive amounts of makeup, and some people actually think I wear fake tan, but I promise you I do not. I mean, that stuff ruins your skin.
Tattoos? Nope, I want one, but am way too scared to get one which is funny because I have a belly piercing. But I guess I'm scared of getting a tattoo because it takes much more time than a piercing would. so more pain.

My style? Well there's two different sides of me. The girly girl. That would be short skirts, dresses, heels, belly tops, short shorts etc. And then there's the crazy band girl me. A lot of band merch basically. Both look good on me according to my parents. Though I'm mostly dressed up in my girly outfits, especially around my friends. I guess I'm just afraid to show my other side to people."

I dedicate this song to you,
The one who never sees the truth,
That I can take away your hurt, heartbreak girl.
Hold you tight straight through the day light,
I'm right here. When you gonna realise
That I'm your cure, heartbreak girl?

{The Real Me} "Well I guess I better start off with my personality. Well normally I am a nice, friendly, flirty, outgoing girl though occasionally I turn very shy and try to hide away, especially if I'm upset, which is rarely really. One thing everyone knows, I'm very stubborn and I don't take no for an answer, also I am a hopeless romantic person. I don't even know why... Well... I don't know.

I like a lot of things such as singing, playing the piano, guitar, dancing, cheerleading all that. I prefer rock music over pop, but both are okay really. I have a lot of band merch from bands such as OM&M, PTV, SWS, BMTH, you know what I mean. Uhm... My drawing skills suck big time and I love skittles. Yep, that's pretty much me."

{Just some random things} "Well I'm currently single and sort of over my ex. Yeah, another heartbreak. What can I say? Living up to the reputation. -sigh- I just can't get things right can I?
I am part of a family of five. Me, my father, my mother, my younger sister Elise and my older brother Marco. Elise is 13 and Marco is 19. Elise is sort of mean, and evil. marco? Well he tries to be evil,but he's just stupid really. Both of them try to embarrass me when I bring friends home. Especially if they are guys. Like seriously. You should feel sorry for me."

Otto
Bow
My House
My Baby (car)