♚ -- hello friends, i am here.

[carrie dee.]

Ｄ Ｉ Ｘ Ｉ Ｅ
➽ ａｓ ｉ ｗｏｋｅ ｉ ｗａｓ ＬＹＩＮＧ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ＧＡＲＤＥＮ.
━━━━━━━━━━━━ ｈｏｗ ｄｉｄ ｉ ａｒｒｉｖｅ? ━━
ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＳＥＥ ＷＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＢＥＳＩＤＥ ＭＥ; ＴＨＩＳ ＳＨＯＵＬＤ ＢＬＩＮＤ ＭＥ,
━━ ｂｕｔ ｉｔ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｓｏ ｒｉｇｈｔ. ━━━━━━━━━
ＭＩＧＨＴ Ｉ ＳＴＡＹ ? Ｄ Ａ Ｒ Ｌ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ, ＭＩＧＨＴ Ｉ ＳＴＡＹ ?
ｉ'ｌｌ ｓ ｔ ａ ｙ ａ ｗ ｈ ｉ ｌ ｅ .

--ＡＳ Ｉ ＷＡＬＫ ＯＮ ＴＨＥ ＧＡＲＤＥＮ'Ｓ ＧＲＯＵＮＤ, ━━━━━

━━━━━━ ＳＯ ＱＵＩＥＴ ＢＵＴ Ａ ＳＴＲＩＤＥ ＩＳ ＦＯＵＮＤ.--

↓---------------↓---------------↓

meet dixie. born and raised in central park, this fae has used her wit to help her become one of the most intelligent loners the pack has seen. open and careless are two words that cannot describe her; breezy and careful fit the bill just right, if you ask me. it's hard to believe that she's only three years old - her intuitive disposition makes her seem mature beyond her years. the life of a loner taught her to stand up for hersef by facing the world head on and to never be held down by any other dog. love is silly when you're a girl like her - the only dog she likes is unknown.

[carrie dee.]

★xx★xx★xx★xx★

★xx★xx★xx★xx★

ｗａｖｅｒｌｙ ｍａｙ

name: waverly blythe may
age: eighteen, born on february 12th.
gender: female.
persona: waverly is a vicious young miss. with a gun for a tongue and her cutting two-sided remarks, she'd definitely one of the most feared girls at the school. but she's also one of the most admired. popularity comes easily to a girl like her - her entitled persona easily makes her seem like royalty. and at her school? she's definitely the queen without her crown. but behind the pretty face is a lonely little girl, wanting nothing more than to be loved for who she truly is - an awkward child who dances like a baby horse that's just learned how to stand. but that side of her has long been banished, demanded to never return. waverly's positive that this new platinum, razor-edged version of herself is the real thing. the sad part is that she doesn't even know what she's going to loose once this is who she is.
crush: to be announced.

[carrie dee.]

♛♛. junk of the heart.

ＮＡＭＥ.

Maxine Elizabeth Delaroux
Maxine was named after her mother's mother, whom died long before she's even seen the light of day. The woman had been great; a nurse in the first World War, Maxine { the grandmother } was a kind and caring soul, with fiery determination burning in her soul. Her mother wanted to honor her own mother, so. . . There you go. Elizabeth was Max's father's mother's name, which has been passed down to her as well. Elizabeth had been an artist and still paints to this day; mostly small commissions or gifts. As for 'Delaroux'? Pronounced day-lah-roo, the name appears to have a rather French origin. It's been in the family for generations; she plans to keep it that way, too.

ＡＧＥ．

Eighteen
"Finally an adult! Oh, wait. That sucks." It was a warm summer's day on July 17th when Maxine Elizabeth was born. She was a small newborn, only five or six pounds at most. The little baby had a head full of golden curls and eyes the color of the purest ivory green; the light of her parent's lives, for sure. Well, for those few moments, of course. Her siblings were important as well, but it's your typical situation of sibling rivalry - it's not important to get into at the moment. The girl grew into a sweet, energetic toddler, then an active, sporty preteen, and finally a cruel, horrible teenager. She then morphed into the confused, lost young lady she is today. Near her sixteenth birthday she began these horrid addictions; it went all down-hill from there.

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ．

Female
"Come on. Really? You need a biology lesson? Fine, I'll give you one. I was born with 'lady parts'. Haha. You feel uncomfortable now? Hmm? What male would look like me? Okay, don't answer that. Here, ask me again. I'll give you a real simple answer. Yep, that's right. It'll be so simple I only use my hands. One finger specifically, and I bet you can figure out which one I'm talking about." Quite obviously Max is a female. She hates questions like these for obvious reasons, and often gets very defensive when anybody thinks of her otherwise. Some people { the stupid ones } tell her that she's 'one of the guys'. Come on. Have you seen this chick? She's about as feminine as you can get.

ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ．

Simple
Many things have been stated about Max's appearance. Stunning. Ugly. So-So. Nothing special. Beautiful. In all honesty, Max doesn't give a damn what you think. She's simply. . . herself. Standing at five feet, seven inches { 5'7 } and weighing one-hundred and twenty pounds { 120 lbs. }, Max is perfectly normal. Yeah. Nothing unusual here. Her bones are structured to give the girl a curvy appearance. They did their job well, huh? Her skin is the color of rich honey; just the right amount of tan to balance out the light. She looks like your typical California grl, really. Her hair, though once light and curly, is now a multitude of colors. Light brown and a dirty blonde start at her roots, gradually lightening to a pale blonde at her ends. It's fairly thick, though not the longest of the bunch; it falls around the end of her bust in loose waves. Many say her eyes are their favorite part of her on a whole. Max's eyes are the rare green color. Soft and pale, they express nearly every emotion that crosses her mind. Of course, she's learned how to keep them concealed pretty well, but she's not perfect. Her eyes are truly the windows to her soul. She's pretty, really, and lets everybody know it. Always. Believe me.

ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ．

Trapped
Max { in a word } is trapped. Nothing seemingly restrains this born-to-be wild child; never has or will. She comes from a lineage of 'populars' and 'jocks'; the Deleroux family has always been on top. No doubt about that. Born into a fast-track family, Maxine was thrown into a world of parties and money. Easy living is all she has ever known and, to her hope, will be all she knows. Her father is a big-time music producer, her mother a popular name in the fashion industry, so this practically ensured for the blonde to be spoiled rotten. Yet, something always troubled this free-spirited youth. Being the youngest of four, Max was always overshadowed by the talents and achievements of her siblings. Alexandria {22} is beautiful; she got into he modeling buisness as soon as she turned 12. Conner {20} had a garage band that was suddenly discovered and is currently working on their newest CD. Scarlett {19} has the most beautiful voice. Max couldn't help but feel left out in their unusually artisticly talented family. Her parents were so proud of her siblings and would rarely even ask if she was doing okay, let alone asking her what she had been doing at all; it made her angry yet determined to make them proud. She devoted her time to climbing to the top of the social ladder, not caring who she stepped on along the way. The desire to make her parents proud was too much; Max let it consume her, turning this once-playfully funny,

easy-going girl into someone she would have once hated to be. It's not that she's living in a lie, though. She still uses her jokes and dry humor, but in such a way that it can cut somebody at their knees. She isn't afraid to turn into a removed to get what she wants. But, then again, this wasn't how Max origionally was raised. If you get past all of the unsatisfactory qualities of Maxine, you'd find that she's actually a very good listener. Her heart, though now coated with pride and anger, is still in the right place. Actually, she can be pretty sypathetic and sweet if you really, really dig deep, but, to her intence dissapointment, nobody has had the patience to even try to do so. So, instead of acting the way most would want her to act, Max acts like a spoiled, anger-driven removed . Well, what do you expect? Nobody has given her the time of day, so why should she even bother giving other people what she had been so deprived of all her life? Whe she finally made her way to the tip-top of the food chain, she finally felt a sense of pride and acceptance. She would never do anything differently { she says in her mind, of course }. Deep inside, though, Max hates what she has become. She never wanted to be this way but figured that there was no going back, so why even bother changing? This is who she was now. But, to be truthful, all this girl ever wanted was to make her parents believe that she wasn't a failure. If that were the case, Maxine wouldn't even believe she'd be at the top of the school. She'd just be happy with who she is. And, at this point? She isn't happy. At all.

ＲＥＬＡＴＩＯＮＳＨＩＰ．

Single
Max hasn't had the easiest time with love. For such a super fun, peppy girl { //intended sarcasm } all the good guys don't seem to be interested in her. Only the jerks. This blonde has been broken-hearted and used too many times for her to easily trust another man, though she's willing to give it a go. Relationship-wise, she isn't the best. Commitment is hard for this one - always has been. Love is just. . . hard. That's all there is to it. She's firmly bi-sexual; Max has no real preference.

[carrie dee.]

ＢＥＮＴＬＥＹ
➽ ｊｕｓｔ ｓｏ ｙｏｕ ｋ ｎ ｏ ｗ,
ＴＨＩＳ ＦＥＥＬＩＮＧ'Ｓ ＴＡＫＩＮＧ ＣＯＮＴＲＯＬ ＯＦ ＭＥ
ａｎｄ ｉ ｃａｎ'ｔ ｈ ｅ ｌ ｐ ｉｔ.
━━━━━━━━━ Ｉ ＷＯＮ'Ｔ ＳＩＴ ＡＲＯＵＮＤ, ━━
━━ Ｉ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＬＥＴ ＨＩＭ ＷＩＮ ＮＯＷ. ━━━━━━
ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔ ｙ ｏ ｕ ｓｈｏｕｌｄ ｋ ｎ ｏ ｗ,
Ｉ'ＶＥ ＴＲＩＥＤ ＭＹ Ｂ Ｅ Ｓ Ｔ ＴＯ ＬＥＴ ＧＯ ＯＦ ＹＯＵ
ｂｕｔ ｉ ｄ ｏ ｎ ' ｔ ｗａｎｔ ｔｏ.
↓---------------↓---------------↓

meet bentley. born and raised in queens, this brute has used his strength to help him become one of the best fighters the pack has seen. cruel and self-centered are two words that cannot describe him; gentle and loving fit the bill just right, if you ask me. it's hard to believe that he's three years old. his friendly disposition makes him seem younger than his years. the pack taught him to protect those he loves by facing danger head on and to never be held down by hatred or fear. love is important when you're a guy like him - the only dog who's caught his attention is a secret.

[carrie dee.]

“ｉ'ｍ ｎｏｔ ｓｕｒｅ ｔｈｉｓ ｉｓ ａ ｗｏｒｌｄ
ｉ ｂｅｌｏｎｇ ｉｎ ａｎｙｍｏｒｅ. ｉ'ｍ ｎｏｔ
ｓｕｒｅ ｔｈａｔ ｉ ｗａｎｔ ｔｏ ｗａｋｅ ｕｐ.”
― ｇａｙｌｅ ｆｏｒｍａｎ

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
【★】
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯LOVE⋯⋯⋯⋯ ★ ⋯⋯⋯⋯LOVE⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯
ＡＧＲＥＳＴＩＣ
ａ·ｇｒｅｓ·ｔｉｃ --- /əˈｇｒｅｓｔｉｋ/
ｒｕｓｔｉｃ, ｕｎｐｏｌｉｓｈｅｄ, ａｗｋｗａｒｄ


wip

[carrie dee.]

ｌｅａｈ ｒｉｌｅｙ ｅｍｅｒｓｏｎ
[ ｅｉｇｈｔｅｅｎ ] － [ ｓｉｎｇｌｅ ] － [ ｂｕｒｎｏｕｔ ]
ＴＨＥ ＨＯＰＥＬＥＳＳ ＤＩＳＡＳＴＥＲ.
↡------↡------↡
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
ｗｈｙ ｄｏｅｓ ｉｔ ｆｅｅｌ ｓｏ ｇｏｏｄ
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ＢＵＴ ＨＵＲＴ ＳＯ ＢＡＤ? ━━━━━
★ - - ｍｙ ｍｉｎｄ ｋｅｅｐｓ ｓａｙｉｎｇ,
━━━━━ ❝ＲＵＮ ＡＳ ＦＡＳＴ ＡＳ ＹＯＵ ＣＡＮ!❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━
ｉ ｓａｙ ｉ'ｍ ｄｏｎｅ ｂｕｔ ｔｈｅｎ ｙｏｕ ｐｕｌｌ ｍｅ ｂａｃｋ; ↶ ↶
↷ ↷ ｉ ｓｗｅａｒ ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ｇｉｖｉｎｇ ｍｅ ａ ｈｅａｒｔ ａｔｔａｃｋ,
━━━━━ ＴＲＯＵＢＬＥＭＡＫＥＲ ! ━━━━━
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

[carrie dee.]

“ＯＨ ＨＯＷ ＷＲＯＮＧ ＷＥ ＷＥＲＥ
ＴＯ ＴＨＩＮＫ ＩＭＭＯＲＴＡＬＩＴＹ
ＭＥＡＮＴ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＤＹＩＮＧ.”
― ＧＥＲＡＲＤ ＷＡＹ

“ＷＥ ＡＲＥ ＣＨＡＩＮＥＤ ＴＯ ＴＨＩＳ
ＬＩＦＥ ＢＹ Ａ ＣＨＡＩＮ ＯＦ ＧＯＬＤ,
ＡＮＤ ＷＥ ＤＡＲＥ ＮＯＴ ＳＥＶＥＲ
ＩＴ ＦＯＲ ＦＥＡＲ ＯＦ ＷＨＡＴ ＬＩＥＳ
ＢＥＹＯＮＤ ＴＨＥ ＤＲＯＰ．”
― ＣＡＳＳＡＮＤＲＡ ＣＬＡＲＥ

ｃｅｃｉｌｙ ｖａｎ ｂｕｒｅｎ
Ｉ ＷＡＮＴＥＤ ＮＯＴＨＩＮＧ ＭＯＲＥ ＴＨＡＮ ＴＯ ＬＩＶＥ Ａ
ＬＯＮＧ, ＳＩＭＰＬＥ ＬＩＦＥ. Ｉ ＧＯＴ ＴＨＩＳ ＩＮＳＴＥＡＤ.

words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

[carrie dee.]

ｏｃｅａｎｂｒｅｅｚｅ
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
★ ａｓ ｉ ｗ ｏ ｋ ｅ ｉ ｗａｓ ＬＹＩＮＧ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ＧＡＲＤＥＮ.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ｈｏｗ ｄｉｄ ｉ ａｒｒｉｖｅ? ━━
ＣＡＮＮＯＴ ＳＥＥ ＷＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＢＥＳＩＤＥ ＭＥ; ＴＨＩＳ ＳＨＯＵＬＤ ＢＬＩＮＤ ＭＥ,
━━- ｂｕｔ ｉｔ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｓｏ ｒｉｇｈｔ. -━━━━━━━━━━
ＭＩＧＨＴ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｙ ? Ｄ Ａ Ｒ Ｌ Ｉ Ｎ Ｇ, ＭＩＧＨＴ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ａ Ｙ ?
ｉ'ｌｌ ｓ ｔ ａ ｙ ａ ｗ ｈ ｉ ｌ ｅ .x↶
ＡＳ Ｉ ＷＡＬＫ ＯＮ ＴＨＥ ＧＡＲＤＥＮ'Ｓ ＧＲＯＵＮＤ, ━━━━━━━
━━━━━━━━ ＳＯ ＱＵＩＥＴ ＢＵＴ Ａ ＳＴＲＩＤＥ ＩＳ ＦＯＵＮＤ.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words. words.

[carrie dee.]

ｊａｍｉｅ ｇｒａｃｅ

"ｏｈ, ｐｒｅｔｔｙ ｂａｂｙ,
ｙｏｕｒ ｌｉｆｅ ｈａｓ ｏｎｌｙ
ｊｕｓｔ ｂｅｇｕｎ. ｄｏｎ'ｔ
ｂｅ ａｆｒａｉｄ ｔｏ ｆｉｇｈｔ
ｔｈｅ ｓｈａｒｋｓ ｏｕｔ
ｔｈｅｒｅ ａｎｄ ｎｅｖｅｒ
ｊｕｍｐ ａｔ ｔｈｅ ｓｈａｄｏｗ
ｏｆ ａ ｍｏｕｓｅ."

ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ｂ

✶ - - - ❝ ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ ❞

name: jamie canberra grace
pronounced: jay-mee kahn-berr-ah gr-ahee-s
nicknames: jay, mia, canny, jay-jay, grace, gracie
meanings: jamie means 'supplanter', while canberra is the capitol of australia. grace means 'a simple elegance' or 'the refinement of movement."
age: newly eighteen years old.
gender: female
birthdate: february 14th, 1994
sexual orientation: straight

✶ - - - ❝ ＭＥＲＥＬＹ ＡＰＰＥＡＲＡＮＣＥ❞

weight: 120 pounds
height: 5 feet, 5 inches
hair: jamie's hair is a soft chestnut-brown color. it's soft and touchable, always having a playfully messy look to it. her hair would be considered fairly long, falling just past her bust.
eyes: her eyes are a warm, comforting cocoa color - very familiar and trustworthy.
bust: jamie's never been busty, wearing a size 36b. she's average on the verge of small.
build: small and lean, jamie's body could definitely be described as petite. slender hips and a small waist attribute to her hourglass appearance, yet the girl is graced with very little muscles - she's soft and small, rather then strong. she wishes she could gain some muscle, though. her legs are fairly long for someone her height and her shoulders are narrow.
skin: her skin naturally tans like a dream - and, due to the fact that it's summer, she's darker then ever. her natural color is your basic peachy color.

✶ - - - ❝ ＡＬＬ ＡＢＯＵＴ ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ❞

best traits: jamie is a warm, trustworthy person. she's patient and honest, as well as very optimistic. many see her as the lovable, motherly figure - she's familiar to all of them, and is extremely reliable. her calm, gentle demeanor is comforting to those around her.
worst traits: jamie is actually a fairly reserved person. she can be private and distant, as well as the fact that she's easily embarrassed. she's hard to catch, never giving her heart out fully and is actually fairly naive to the world around her. her self-confidence is rather low and she isn't always happy with the way she does things - as well, she hates the fact that she cries so easily. she's definitely a crier.
fears: jamie is deathly afraid of letting anybody down. she's the one that they're supposed to rely on - if she lets them down, who would they have then?
secrets: it's no secret now that jamie's been struggling with depression for a while now. it's not evident in her actions during day-to-day life, but it lingers in the back of her mind. she combats the sadness with being overly optimistic - this technique works, but only for short amounts of time. it's difficult for her to cope with sadness, being a very happy person.

✶ - - - ❝ ＬＩＳＴ ＯＦ ＦＡＶＯＲＩＴＥＳ ❞

theme song: sunrise - norah jones
favorite color: cranberry, simply because it's relaxing.
favorite book: because of winn dixie - she loved the simplicity.
favorite song: when you find me by joshua radin, featuring maria taylor.
favorite movie: the last song, surprisingly.
favorite food: either totino's pizza rolls or poptarts - both of them are delicious.
favorite drink: green tea
skills: one of jamie's many skills is making somebody feel special. she focuses all of her attention on that one person and listens to whatever they have to say without falter and comments with genuine curiosity. as well, she's a master at the art of hugging. she loves it when somebody just comes and gives her a hug - it makes her happy.

✶ - - - ❝ ＢＲＡＶＩＮＧ ＬＯＶＥ ❞

past relationships: one or two - neither of which here important.
current relationship(s): none yet.
crush(es): maybe f? she isn't positive yet.
best friend(s): characters a and e.
past friends: character c.
family: mother - christine grace
father - aaron grace
sister - emily grace
brother - hunter grace

ｗｈｅｎ ｉ ｆｉｎｄ ｙｏｕ. . .

. . . ｉ'ｌｌ ｆｉｎｄ ｍｅ.

[carrie dee.]

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
i can't tell one from another -
did i find you, or you find me?
there was a time before we were born;
if someone asks, this is where i'll be.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
we drift in and out, sing into my mouth.
out of all those kinds of people,
you've got a face with a view.
i'm just an animal looking for a home,
share the same space for a minute or two.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
and you'll love me 'til my heart stops;
love me 'til i'm dead.
eyes that light up, eyes that look through -
cover up the blank spots, hit me on the head.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

ｒｙａｎ ｅｌｉｚａｂｅｔｈ ｔｅｒｒｙ

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
Ｉ ＦＥＥＬ ＮＵＭＢ, ＢＯＲＮ ＷＩＴＨ Ａ ＷＥＡＫ ＨＥＡＲＴ;
Ｉ ＧＵＥＳＳ Ｉ ＭＵＳＴ ＢＥ ＨＡＶＩＮＧ ＦＵＮ.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛

✶ - - - ❝ ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ ❞

name: ryan elizabeth terry
pronounced: r-eye-ehn el-izz-ah-beth t-air-ee
meanings: traditionally a male name, ryan means "little king". elizabeth is fully female and means "to be truthful and very intelligent". terry means "ruler of the people".
nicknames: ry, lizzie, terry, ryan
age: eighteen years old
gender: female
birthdate: november 14th
sexual orientation: straight

✶ - - - ❝ ＭＥＲＥＬＹ ＡＰＰＥＡＲＡＮＣＥ❞

weight: 121 pounds
height: 5 feet, 7 inches
hair: ryan's hair is naturally a chestnut brown color. due to a summer hair-lightening the ends are now more blonde - if you look to her roots, though, you'll see the natural chestnut color once more. she recently cut off her long locks barely past her shoulders. it's soft and thick, being naturally wavy and grows quickly.
eyes: her eyes are naturally a cocoa brown color. they're dark and full of mischief but also have a familiar, comforting quality to them - something fairly unusual, actually.
bust: she's never really been busty at an average 36b.
build: ryan is tall and slender, with long legs and lean muscles. her body could definitely be described as athletic - while her curves aren't too defined, her muscles are defined and her waist noticeable. she's never been a particularly busty girl, but she has enough curves to be considered feminine. her hands are feet are fairly small.
skin: naturally tan, ryan never needs to be out in the sun to get some color.
other images: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

✶ - - - ❝ ＡＬＬ ＡＢＯＵＴ ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ❞

basic personality: ryan is a fast-paced girl living in a slow-lane world. she's hard to catch up with - everything about her changes so quickly, from her favorite sport to her best friend. her independence is evident in her selective nature, whether it be with the people she associates with or the food she eats. she's exciting and lively, always wanting to be doing something adrenaline-pumping and new; there's never a dull moment with her. but, of course, she only does what she wants to do. there's no grey areas; no room for argument. ryan has an adventurous quality, always wanting to satisfy her wanderlust. she's an extremely confident being with high ambition and drive to get what she wants out of life though she's never been too positive of how to do so. she has a breezy spirit and a charming soul yet can often be fairly showy when it comes to her confidence; her heart is in the right place, though. well, for the most part, anyways. she's quirky and funny in a rather biting way - but, overall, she's easy to love. ryan can be fairly intimidating, though. her remarks can be cutting and her judgement harsh, as well as the fact that it always seems as if she doesn't really care about what you say or do. honestly, that's what she is - careless. careless and hard to hold on to. she's seen as one of those people that everybody works hard to please, simply because she can make them feel on top of the world if they're of value to her. but she can just as easily drop them and move on, often leaving them scratching their heads and wondering what the heck happened. honestly speaking, she has no patience to just sit back and get to know somebody; if they can't keep up with her, she can't wait back for them. ryan's always had a problem with commitment and often grows stir-crazy, causing her to need a change of scenery often. she seemingly can't settle down in one place with one person. her constant need for excitement makes her miss out on some of the important things in life - if she only took a moment to slow down, she might be able to see that there's so much more to life then what it first appears to be.
fears: ryan is deeply afraid of being left behind. it's a funny fear, with her life being so fast-paced, but couldn't this be the root of all her actions in the first place? she goes so quickly to prevent herself from being left behind or forgotten.
secrets: honestly, ryan is a very open person. one doesn't often learn of her secrets because 1) she's gone before they can really get to know them and 2) she doesn't have many to begin with. her biggest secret would have to be that she did terribly on her sat's. but even that is old news now.

✶ - - - ❝ ＬＩＳＴ ＯＦ ＦＡＶＯＲＩＴＥＳ ❞

theme song: "this must be the place" covered by miles fisher. if you're honestly curious to hear the song i'd suggest skipping to 0:45 to avoid the weird parts.
favorite color: ryan's always had an inclination towards orange.
favorite book: anything harry potter, definitely.
favorite song: "how far we've come" by matchbox 20.
favorite movie: the movie the wizard of oz has always been a favorite.
favorite food: asian spring rolls
favorite drink: arizona iced tea
skills: ryan loves running. it helps her clear her mind and get in her exercise. on a deeper note, ryan is also very persuasive. she can talk just about anyone into doing just about anything she wants to do without fault.

✶ - - - ❝ ＢＲＡＶＩＮＧ ＬＯＶＥ ❞

past relationships: she's always been a hard one to hold on to. all of her past relationships never truly lasted - they were too short to even mention them here.
current relationship(s): none.
crush(es): none.
best friend(s): this differs from time to time.
past friends: so many, unfortunately. she's lost too many friends, it seems.
family: dexter perry - father; forty-seven
parker perry - sister; twenty-one
noah perry - brother; seventeen
teddy - male; three
pookin - female; two