you make my heart break ~ one .d ~

[khaleesi,]

Olivia Chachi Kingsley

The D a n c e r| The T o m b o y| The S k a t e r Girl|The G u i t a r i s t|Artsy Girl|

"Perfect Two"
You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the butterflies that I feel in my belly
You can be the captain
And I can be your first mate
You can be the chills that I feel on our first date
You can be the hero
And I can be your sidekick
You can be the tear That I cry if we ever split
You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin'
Or u can be the sun when it shines in the mornin'

Olivia Chachi Kinglsey
Nicknames:Chachi, Which is what you only call her.


Age 17
Birthdate:August 24th
Birthplace:Honolulu, Hawaii

"Perfect Two"
Don't know if I could ever be Without you
'Cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry

Cause you're the one for me
And I'm the one for you
You take the both of us
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two

You can be the prince and I can be your princess
You can be the sweet tooth I can be the dentist
You can be the shoes and I can be the laces
You can be the heart that I spill on the pages
You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser
You can be the pencil and I can be the paper
You can be as cold as the winter weather
But I don't care as long as were together

Olivia's life is dance. She is mostly found either dancing, playing her guitar, writing a song, or doing something other than sitting around. She never is caught doing nothing. The girl tries her best to get others to do something productive with her. She is really independent and confident. Olivia never thinks of herself before others. She could be in the most terrible mood, but she will be cheering someone else up. Other than her being a dreamer......she had a reputation. That skater girl attitude is shown quite often. She shows that she doesn't care, but inside she really does. Pretty much saying here, Harley is quite sensitive. So there are the basics. We need to tell you a little more. Olivia is kind of moody. That dreamer girl isn't all dreamer. Sometimes she just wants to be heard out and listened to. Not that hard to do, right? Wrong. She has the worst time talking to people with her British accent is hard to hear sometimes. She has a problem with blood. She fears the red liquid. Even a drop makes her go white, throw up then pass out. She just hates it. So there you are. That is only the little stuff you need to know. If you just listen and watch she can show you the cool side of Olivia.
Likes:
Dance
Writing music
Singing
Guitar
Piano
Photography
Art
Glitter
Surfing
Skateboarding

Dislikes:
Blood
Justin Bieber
The dentist
Outhouses
ANything to do with YOLO
Meanies
Jerks
Non believers

Fears:Blood, The dark

Dreams:To become famous for one of her hobbies.
Hobbies:Dance
Writing music
Singing
Guitar
Piano
Photography
Art
Surfing
Skateboarding




Oliviawas born and raised on a beach in Honolulu, Hawaii. There she had nothing to do when she was little. SO she hit the water with a surfboard. From there on the ocean raised a surfer. She took her surfing skill to the ramps. There she became a skater girl. ALl the guys wanted her to be their friends. Some more than a friend. She didn't find the right guy. She just needed the right one. She started to work at her Mom's surf shack when she was 16. From there she went to the Mainland to find a college. It was hard. SHe is still looking for the right one. She has had a exciting life. Until one day while she was interviewing for a college, her mom called. Her dad had been shot. He was in the Navy Seal. The top dogs of the army. She cried her eyes out. She then pulled herself together. From their on out everyone just expected her to be tough and independent. She just really just wanted to be there for her. She is lost with herself. SHe doesn't know what to do....
Family: A mom, Dad is deceased, A little sister named Anne-Marie.
Pets: A dog named Maybe
Significant Memories:When she first learned to surf.

"Perfect Two"
Don't know if I could ever be
Without you 'cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need
Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry

Cause your the one for me
And I'm the one for you
You take the both of us
And we're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
We're the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
You know that I'll never doubt ya
And you know that I think about ya
And you know I can't live without ya
I love the way that you smile
And maybe in just a while
I can see me walk down the aisle

Cause you're the apple to my pie
You're the straw to my berry
You're the smoke to my high
And you're the one I wanna marry
Cause your the one for me
And I'm the one for you
You take the both of us
And were the perfect two
Were the perfect two
Were the perfect two
Baby me and you
We're the perfect two
Yeah, yeah

Olivia really is a cool girl. Once you break through that shell of hers, there is no going back. You do one big mistake and you pay for it. Olivia is sensitive once she is warmed up to you. You can't really just leave her in the dust. She finds the bad boys the cute ones. Every now and then she likes a guy who can appreciate her for who she is and not what she looks like. All Olivia wants to to be loved.
Best Friend: Not really
Sexual Orientation:Straight
Crush:Nope
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:Nope
Ex-Boyfriends/Ex-Girlfriends:That's another story....Harry.
Enemies:Bring it



Hair Color:Honey.
Eye Color:Blue
Height: 5'6
Weight: 111lbs
Body Type: A dancer body. Thin and flexible

[misfits.]

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'Ello! My name is Holly Rae Winters. Yes. That's all. My name is just a way of saying, my parents had me, and just threw the name on me. Kidding! I was born during Christmas, and then these holly berries, on a tree outside, gave them the idea. My middle name...err. They just threw that on me, that's not a joke. They seriously did just throw it on me. But anyways, I do have a fancy for my last name. It just gives it that...hmm..ring, I guess. Like a song. Oh dear..Yeah, now's kind of a random time for me. And times are always random for me, because I will literally say anything that pops in my mind, I guess.




Well, there's tons of things you can call me. Just if you call me something 'unworthy' or 'unacceptable' to me, your gonna a face full of knuckles. And I bet your hungry then, 'cause that's what kinda sandwich your gonna get. Yeah..So, anyways. The girls call me 'Hollister' more than they do call me Holly. It's kinda my thing. Like, y'know the store, Hollister co. Yeah, there's where the nickname hit me. Holly-Hollister. It gives it a good sound. I love it. I'm also called Holl, Holler, or Hally. And sometimes, my middle name, I guess.




Hmm...seems like I get this question allot. Allot of people called me 'Hollister', for about...err.. 13 years? Yeah, and in class, on the first day, this kid said: "Hollister!? Do you know where he is? Where is he?" And I would just slope down into my seat, as I was pointed and laughed at. It was pretty rude, and unacceptable to me, being teased and laughed at through the hallways, all day, but yeah...Look at me now! I'm in a band, so what'ya have to say, now, jerks! WOO! Yeah...ahem. Gotta little carried off there, sorry. But did I mention that...hmm. I'm a girl, thank you very much. Do I look like I have short hair, manly biceps, and abs? No. But truthfully, I do have some abs. I work out, so yeah.



As you can tell from my wrinkles, cane, and grey hair; I'm 87 years old! Lies. I'm seventeen years young, and absolutely proud of it. Living young, wild, and free. No stopping me, baby! Anyways, most people would say seventeen years 'old', but not me. I say young, like the epic people do. Oh yeah! But still, who seriously wants to call their self "old".old.old. No it just doesn't add up. The End. Nada that shiz. Yeah, sorry, again. I keep getting carried away with this. So...I was born in December 17th 1994. And if you wanna know what my sign is; it's Sagittarius. Yep, such a crazy word, isn't it? Well, while were at this, I'm just gonna go ahead and talk about where I originated. Yup. Where I was born! Where was I born? Oh, wait. Got it. London, England. Yeah, so if your wondering why I have this accent...Well, that's because I'm British. Problem? So, when I was like five I ended up here, in America, long story short.Get it?

Okay...so here's how it goes. I'm just gonna kinda describe myself and then break it up! Simple as that! Ahah! So my hair...err. Toughie. Oh! It's b-r-o-w-n. Yep. Your blind..Okay, so I'm fairly tanned, with a hit of paleness, just to lighten it up barely. My eyes are green. Olive-ish green. Yeah; hear the 'ish'? Their not the prettiest eyes, sorry. I mean...no one's perfect. Just face the facts, princess. Anywhos....I'm very tall, long, lanky, skinny, whatever you call it, and I weigh around. Err..110 pounds, and my height is 5'7. I would add more, but I'm just ready to move on.



Okay, like I said, if you don't know what color my hair is..your blind. Admit it! Heh. My hair is brunette, and naturally. It does have a rough history, though. So, yeah...I started out with brown hair, and it's gonna end that way. Or maybe grey. So, when I was thirteen, I decided to do the craziest idea to color my hair blonde. Yeah. So I had to wait for like three or four years for it to grow back brown, again. I mean seriously. It was pretty freakin' hard, too. I will probably curl my hair, straighten it, or make it wavy, I guess. Here's some examples: ~ ~ ~;; Done. Happy?



Again, like I said, my eyes aren't the prettiest, the most special, so, yeah; Get over it, hun. My eyes are actually a electric olive green-ish, color, to be honest. See? Nothing special...Yeah, blue eyes, other unique stuff like that is attractive and stuff; But honestly...I could care less what people's eyes and what my eyes look like. I mean, seriously. Eyes are eyes. You are you. The End. No changing who you are.



Oh..well then. My height..and weight? Okay, then. My height is err..around 5'7. I used to be really short when I was little, so I got picked on by being called "Leprechaun", then they'd run around sticking a clover sticker on my head, and think I was Irish, or something. Then a few years later; I'm tallest one in that grade. BAM! And here's the crazy part..They used to call me something like "Shortsie.". I don't know what it means, they said it means I was really short, and then, I would look down on them, and be like. "Sup, Shortsie.". I have to admit, it was pretty hilarious.







WIP--

Edit: Sorry, I might be getting that writing example to you a little late because my computer is acting up with the BBCode, and I'm trying to fix it.