How Will I Know? {Romance RP}

[summer.]

It's not a silly little moment,
It's not the storm before the calm.
This is the deep and dying breath of
This love that we've been working on.

Can't seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms.
Nobody's gonna come and save you,
We pulled too many false alarms.

We're going down,
And you can see it too.
We're going down,
And you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
We're slow dancing in a burning room.

I was the one you always dreamed of,
You were the one I tried to draw.
How dare you say it's nothing to me?
Baby, you're the only light I ever saw.

I'll make the most of all the sadness,
You'll be a bitch because you can.
You try to hit me just to hurt me
So you leave me feeling dirty
Because you can't understand.

We're going down,
And you can see it too.
We're going down,
And you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
We're slow dancing in a burning room.

Go cry about it - why don't you?

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• Name •
"Hi, my name is Jessica Terra Wilson. Call me Jess, or Jessica."

• Age •
"I'm 16 years old."

• Gender •
"Most people find it easy to tell that I am a girl."

• Personality •
Jessica is a really loving person, but at times she can be closed off because of her past. She loves to meet new people but sometimes can get overwhelmed by it. She isn't a love at first sight kind of girl, she finds it pointless being as your falling for their looks rather than their personality.
"I think everyone is perfect and beautiful just as they are, I've actually shaved my hair twice for cancer patients to show them how beautiful they can be without hair."

• History •
" Well I was born on a Wednesday in October. It was the 5th and there was a small white cat sitting in the hospital window, which is why my mom sometimes calls me Kat. I was the first born, I have four siblings, Jayce, Addison and Alice and my younger brother Brody. When I was younger almost every house that we lived in either kept getting broken into and robbed, or shot up on the block and my mom was saving money for me in a jar because she was trying to start a piggy bank for me so I could go to college and she almost had a thousand dollars until someone broke in and stole it. I was always scared but my dad always said stiffen my upper lip and keep strong, then as I started getting to my 14 to 15 years and I started closing myself off. My dad was there all the time, my mom was always in jail, he always said she'd be ok..but she ended up going to rehab and dad moved us to Maine. We had previously lived in Memphis, Tennessee. I still miss my mother but when she got out of rehab she stayed in Tennessee, then she died about 1 year later from cancer. As my dad was raising us he lost a lot of his money and ended up having us move into an apartment. We ended up getting robbed. Then we moved again, to where I live now, dad got re-married, went back to college, got a degree, and is now a doctor. We have a really nice home and I'm happy now.


• Love life •
"Yeah..I'm all alone..single lady. I guess I never really found the perfect guy.."

• Body Modifications •
I have this on my wrist, this on my shoulder, this one on the side of my hand, and this is on my foot. I have these in both of my ears. I have a story behind each tattoo, just ask me about them.

• Pets •
I have a couple dogs: Louie, Ash, Harley, Tia, and Cinder. I also have three horses Guss, Gypsy, and Flash. I also have a cat named Ace

• Appearance •
"I'm about 5'2" with long blonde hair, tan/olive skin and hazel eyes. I have very bright teeth and I'm pretty proud of how I look."

• House, Room, Phone, and Car •
This is my car- Pink/Pearl Dodge Challenger, this is my phone- iPhone 4 and it's case, and this is my house

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Close Couple | 16 years old
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[wherever]

{I forgot to say you guys can start now ^^ I'm babysitting today so I can't be on, but I will be tomorrow.}

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Name;;Rosabella Raven Slaughter
Age;;17
Birthdate;;February Third
Gender;;Female
Nationality;;Russian and Italian
Who Am I?;;The Runaway
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Eyes;;Blue
Skin Tone;;Slightly Tanned
Hair;;Blue, White, and Black
Height;;5'2"
Weight;;118lbs.
Piercings;;Snake Bites, Angel Bites, Nose Piercing, Hip Piercings, Bellybutton Piercing, Tongue Piercing. (Normally Hidden From Her Father)
Tattoos;;Left Wrist, Right Shoulder
Scars;;A few here and there from random accidents
Birthmarks;;Small heart-shaped blob on the back of my neck

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History;;

Ever since my mother left when I was four, my father has become sickeningly protective. He doesn't want me to do or be anything. I can only hang out with friends he approves of and it's a surprise I have any friends at all. My mother became addicted to drugs after I was born and that was why she left. "Your mother is a good for nothin' druggie and I swear on my life that you'll be nothin' like her!" My father says that to me at least three times a day and that sentence is soon followed by a long lecture about the things he does to keep me safe from such a fate. I'll try arguing and then he'll start yelling and things from there will only go from bad to worse so I'll eventually end up locking myself in my room.

Everything I do in life is never safe enough for him and I'm beginning to resent what he's doing. It's gotten to the point where I have taken measures to rebel against him and while it's really fun, it's only making things worse. Getting a boyfriend would be a moot point seeing as my father would kill 'em with just one look and girlfriends are totally out of the question in his eyes so I don't even try. I'm a girl of many talents. I'm a gifted gymnast, musician, and artist. Just like my mother. My dad is constantly trying to make me give all of that up but I just can't! Sooner or later I'm going to reach my breaking point with him and when I do, I'm taking every bit of money I've been saving since I was ten and I'm leaving.

Personality;;
Upon first meeting I'm a terribly shy little sweetheart with big blue eyes that practically beg for the love and affection I truly crave. I'll stutter and blush and trip over thin air! I'm afraid of talking to anyone my father doesn't approve of because he's bound to find out and when he does, there will definitely be a big argument. That's why I'm usually pretty coy around new people, especially guys. Once I get over that and my father isn't around, I turn into the brash hot-headed girl that my mother was. My soft voice gives way to a more sultry tone and I quickly become the kind of girl that any guy would want aside from my constant self-doubt. I truly believe that it'd be hard for me to ever find love with a guy because he'd constantly be worried about my father and what he would do. On occasion, I'll run and hide somewhere where no one can fin me so I can try to get over my needless worries.

My Ride, My House, My Room My Phone, My Phone Case,

Pet(s);; As an early birthday gift I was given a Caracal kitten by my father. His name is Nightmare and while he happens to be quite small, he truly lives up to his given name!
Likes;;Animals, Books, Making Good Grades, Hanging Out With My Friends, Post-Hardcore Rock Music, Gymnastics, Instruments, Painting, Being Bad, Smoking, Partying, Cupcakes, Cake, Candy, Tea, Coffee, Lattes, Starbucks, Writing, Photography, Being Bad
Dislikes;; Vegetables, The Boys, Bullies, Being Sheltered, Overprotective Fathers, Jerks, Mainstream Music, Homework, Tripping In The Halls, Spiders, The Dark
Quirks;;Well I can whistle with my tongue...does that count?
Hopes;;I truly hope that one day I'll be able to be myself without worrying about what others may think and the retribution my true nature may spark.
Fears;;I'm afraid of the dark, spiders, and my father.
Talents;; Aside from my more artsy abilities that include playing instruments, and some decent vocals, I happen to be a gifted gymnast. Before she left, my mother signed me up for gymnastics and ever since I've wanted to be just as talented as she was when she was a gymnast. My father doesn't exactly approve of it but it's something I enjoy doing and occasionally impressing my peers with. I can also whistle with my tongue and trip over thin air.

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This form belongs to me. Please don't steal it.

[summer.]

Accepted {I'm her mod ^-^}