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☁ hello there. my name is macy, but my friends call me macy cat. i wish for you to call me macy since it is the real name my mother gave to me. oh, you'd like my full name. in that case, it's macy judith alexander. macy was thought of by my mother. it was my grandmother's middle name before she passed away a month after i was born. my middle name was thought of by my mother again, which is her middle name as well. my last name, like everyone elses, is my fathers last name, alexander. i personally love the name since its cute and short. i am currently seventeen years old, turning eighteen on january seventh. i am a girl, i mean when do you hear a guy's name being macy. i believe that i am straight, so i'm sorry girls.
☁ my apperence now, how fun. well, lets take a look in the mirror, shall we? let me start with my hair. my hair is a dark brunette color. its a little lighter then my mothers and a little darker then my older sisters. it has a light color of blonde highlights at the top of it, but you can barley notice. it's naturally curly, and i love it that way. although i'd like to wake up one morning without the curls sometimes. i'd rather have to straighten my hair every morning besides get all of the tangles out of my already curly hair. my eye color is dark brown which looks perfect with my brunette hair. my skin color is pretty tan saying that i live in america where the sun is always beating down on me. in the winter, i turn as white as the light colored snow on the ground. my body type is very slim, or at least my mother says so. i'd always fit into any pair of skinny jeans i want. it doesn't mean that i'm a walking straw, it just means that i'm skinnier then most of your average girls. i like my body type so i don't have to buy extra large jeans like other girls do as well. i will usually wear a flowery top with denim cut jeans, just your average girly clothes. i really love bows in my hair to add a little bit of designing into my dark hair. we should move on before i bore you to death.
☁ personality now, huh. well, where should i start? oh! maybe back at when i was seven. when i was seven, i was an extremely shy and quiet person throughout primary school. most of the time, i'd sit in the back of the room reading a book until i met one of my best friends today when i was eleven. she taught me how to be a wild child and a funny girl to this day. i look back at my years sometimes and think of how i couldn't have gone through life without her. thanks to her, i'm now a party animal and a hilarious girl along with a little bit of my shyness still in my lungs. i would usually stay outdoors and go have a fun time, but at the same time, i'd rather try to stay inside and live my life playing games or even stay up all night watching vlogs on youtube. whatever the case maybe, i'm still keeping my personality through all of it.
☁ my history began in nineteen fifty-eight. no, i'm just kidding. it started the second month of my birth, my mother was crying with me still in her arms whenever my grandmother passed away. it was a huge breakdown for her since she'd been with her all her life and couldn't trust her to leave her alone. a year passed after my grandmother's passing and she got better, and got married a few months into the new year. whenever i was four, my mother would dress me in different clothes like i was her breathing barbie doll. it was so adorable to look back onto the old pictures of myself in different tiny clothing. then when i was ten, my mother got me a camera for how much i'd love photography and saw it differently then everyone else. i would always sit at the edge of my window and take pictures of all of the full moons and become an amazing photo shop person for other people on the internet to see my talent and to show that photos aren't just paper and ink.
☁ the four letter word that i've never have been able to pronounce. the little thing called love. well, to be honest with you, i've never had a boyfriend or even thought of having one. since i'm your making me think about it, it would be nice to have someone you love next to you for a while. it would be sweet to get love from the guy who made you who you are today. i'd mostly like a guy with beautiful green eyes and a kind smile. my guy and myself would snuggle against the couch and watch a marathon of horror movies, jumping and being scared together is just what makes my smile have sparks.
picture belongs to;; rightful owner.
character belongs to;; owls.
form belongs to;; owls.
faceclaim;; unknown.
weapon of choice is a bow and arrow. she has been taught how to use one ever since she was seven years old from her father who is no longer with her, but is one of them.
she is a loner ;-;
all alone in this messed up world..
alliance with three boys she met while taking down the infected.
;; i think i covered it all ^^'
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