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by carrie dee. » Fri Nov 02, 2012 3:35 pm
"
I didn't know just what was going
on, when all my guts were telling
me to run. I stuck around when I
should have been there with you;
now after all that we lost I swear
I'll never let go. You and I both
are nothing but thieves; we take
what we want when we need. I
had a chance for a better life,
but all that I've known is to run,
run, run, from a devil in disguise
like a bullet, a bullet, a bullet
into the night."
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Song : : " Bullet "
Artist : : Steel Train
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♠ { Heronpaw } { Tom } { Apprentice } { Brooding } ♠
leтѕ geт тo ĸnow eacнoтнer
naмe ;; Heronpaw
deѕιred naмe ;; "Something cool like Heroncatcher or Heronsplash would be awesome." Heronchaser
gender ;; Tom
ranĸ ;; Apprentice
deѕιred ranĸ ;; "I'm aspiring to be the deputy, then the leader! Heronstar. . . That has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
age ;; 10 moons old.
on тнe oυтѕιde
overall deѕcrιpтιon ;; Look, there he goes. . . That's on most cat's minds when this startlingly handsome young tom walks by. This isn't meant to gloat; it's simply evident. Smooth muscles are laid beneath his coat, muscles that ripple and flex whenever he moves. They aren't exactly bulky; more thin and sculptured for running quickly. His fur is silky and the color of freshly melted chocolate, shimmering when he walks. It takes after his father, who was a cunning loner who definitely knew how to groom himself to look devious. Heronpaw's eyes are a sharp, crisp amber color, often used to stare off into space or sparked with laughter. wip
pelт color ;; Heronpaw's fur is unique. It's a chocolate-y brown color; almost like mud.
eye color ;; His eyes are a crisp amber.
wιdтн and lengтн ;; Streamlined and tall, Heronpaw is your ideal cat for running.
dιggιng deeper
crυѕн / мaтe ;; "I'm too young, obviously."
ĸιтѕ ;; Nope.
ĸιn ;; None known of. . .
perѕonalιтy ;; wip
weaĸneѕѕeѕ ;; He is very. . . Judgmental. Heronpaw doesn't mean to be, but it's true. If you make a mistake, chances are he'll look down on you for it. Simple as that. He's hard to be friends with.
ѕтrengтнѕ ;; Singedpaw is clever with the way he holds his image. He's smooth on the outside, always finding ways to flirt with the she-cats and make teasing jokes, but on the inside? Completely different. To snag the little lady he really wanted, he'd act like a complete fool. Heronpaw actually has a very romantic side and will always be devoted to the one she-cat 'lucky enough' to snag his heart.
oтнer
υѕernaмe ;; infinity and b e y o n d.
nιcĸnaмe ;; Finn, beyond; whatever floats your boat is fine with me. :3
тнeмe ѕong;; " Bullet " - Steel Train
anyтнιng ι ғorgoт? ;; None~
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by carrie dee. » Fri Nov 02, 2012 3:43 pm
"
Let me riddle you a ditty, it’s just
an itty bitty, little thing on my
mind. About a boy and a girl, trying
to take on the world one kiss at a
time. Now the funny thing about,
ain’t a story without it, but the
story is mine. And I wish you could
say, that it ended just fine. We all
want to know, how it ends. Oh,
happily ever after, wouldn’t you
know, wouldn’t you know? Oh, skip
to the ending, who’d like to know,
I’d like to know. Author of the
moment, can you tell me, do I end
up, do I end up happy?"
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Song : : " Happily Ever After "
Artist : : He is We
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♠ { Amberstream } { She-Cat } { Warrior } { Independent } ♠
leтѕ geт тo ĸnow eacнoтнer
naмe ;; Amberstream
deѕιred naмe ;; Achieved.
gender ;; She-cat, if you couldn't tell.
ranĸ ;; Warrior
deѕιred ranĸ ;; "I'm sure I'm not going to go much higher."
age ;; 22 moons
on тнe oυтѕιde
overall deѕcrιpтιon ;; wip
pelт color ;; Amberstream has snow-white fur.
eye color ;; Her eyes are two different colors; one is a clear aqua blue, while the other is a warm, buttery amber.
wιdтн and lengтн ;; Amberstream is narrow and lithe, though she still has some muscle to her.
dιggιng deeper
crυѕн / мaтe ;; "None."
ĸιтѕ ;; "I wish I had them."
ĸιn ;; None alive, though it's believed that she and Arrowpaw have a common relative in their family trees.
perѕonalιтy ;; wip
weaĸneѕѕeѕ ;; Amberstream has a hot head and takes offence to things quickly. She knows this is an awful habit, but it's hard to change a cat as determined to be correct as she is.
ѕтrengтнѕ ;; This she-cat had brilliant judgment. Whether it be about a decision for the clan to a decision about what position she should sleep in, she always seems to make the right choice.
oтнer
υѕernaмe ;; infinity and b e y o n d.
nιcĸnaмe ;; Finn, beyond; whatever floats your boat is fine with me. :3
тнeмe ѕong;; " Happily Ever After " - Best Coast
anyтнιng ι ғorgoт? ;; None~]
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by carrie dee. » Fri Nov 02, 2012 4:18 pm

➹➹. Don't make promises you can't keep.❝ And they say she's in the Class A Team,
Stuck in her daydream;
Been this way since 18, but lately
Her face seems, slowly sinking, wasting;
Crumbling like pastries, and they scream,
The worst things in life come free to us. ❞- 'The A Team' by Ed SheeranA thousand years would be worth the
waitif it means I can be with you.

looks are decieveing.“She's the girl
that no one ever knows.
Works a double
just to buy her clothes.
Nicotine and faded dreams,
Baby, just believe
There's no one else like me.
'Cause I'm never going down,
I'm never giving up.
I'm never gonna leave,
So put your hands up.
If you like me,
Then say you like me.
I'm never going down,
I'm never giving up.
I'm never gonna leave,
So put your hands up.
If you like me,
Then say you like me.”
GRADE 9 → Current appearance.GRADE 10 →GRADE 11 →The year I cut off my hair.
GRADE 12 →AFTER →
NAME →
--Dustin Corduroy Mako
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BIRTHDATE →
---January 22nd, 1997 | 14 years old.
wip
CRUSH →
---Eh.
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APPEARENCE →
---Handsome
wip
FAMILY AND HOMETOWN →
---mother and siblings | born in _______, Rhode Island
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SKILLS →
---flirting | teasing | surfing
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BEST AND WORST QUALITIES →
---confident | protective | lonely | fearful
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BAD HABITS/VICES →
---never says the right thing | can't cook | can't commit
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by carrie dee. » Fri Nov 02, 2012 4:39 pm
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#1_
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The broken locks were a
---warning
you got inside my
head;
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-I tried my best to be
guarded,
I'm an open book
instead.
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{ rosaline st. claire / sixteen / female }
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#2_
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Baby, you're all that
I want
when you're lying here in
my arms.
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-I'm finding it hard to
-believe
we're in
heaven.
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{ rosaline st. claire }
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#3_
"oh, pretty baby, your life has only just begun. don't be afraidto fight the sharks out there and never jump at the shadow of a mouse."
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by carrie dee. » Fri Nov 02, 2012 4:43 pm
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#1_
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A drop in the
-----ocean,
a change in the
---- weather.
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-I was praying that
you and me
might end up
---together.
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{ theodor mccallister }
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#2_
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A drop in the
-----ocean,
a change in the
---- weather.
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-I was praying that
you and me
might end up
---together.
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{ dustin mako / seventeen / male }
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by carrie dee. » Fri Nov 09, 2012 12:43 pm
shake it out.
___________________________
And I am done with my
g r a c e l e s s heart,
So tonight I'm gonna cut it out
and then r e s t a r t.
'Cause I like to keep
my issues drawn,
It's always darkest
before the d a w n.
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In comes Emilie.
--------regrets collect like old friends,
here to relive your darkest moments.
[ emelie rosaline steele ] - [ eighteen ] - [ female ] - [ c a r p e . diem ]
-------"Turn around now, chin up! Yes, that's nice. Louisa? I believe we'll be taking this one as well." With a snap of her fingers Eloise LaStrange sent the personal shopper scurrying for more clothing, the woman leaving with a wild look in her eyes.
-------Spinning slowly, the young 5-year-old Emilie Steele examined the ivory-green, watered silk shift her small frame was draped in. The gown itself was lovely. Even the young girl could see that. The green matched her eyes perfectly; this was rare in itself - her eyes were a peculiar shade of green. She'd had a full day already. Etiquette lessons at 7:00 and then a birthday party at the Weston at 9:00 wip
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------i can see no way, i can see no way;
--------------------and all of the ghouls come out to play.[ classy ] - [ elegant ] - [ empty ] - [ distant ]
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--------and every demon wants his pound of flesh,
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[ brunette hair ] - [ green eyes ] - [ 5 feet, 7 inches ] - [ 121 pounds ]
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by carrie dee. » Sat Nov 10, 2012 7:17 pm

.--“you'd think a girl would learn.” this girl; this outspoken 17-year-old, will do something defiant.
just you wait and see. megan athena damseleis no ordinary damsel;
she's like a firecracker ready to light up the night sky.“people do crazy things when they're in love.” 
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meet the one and only
"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴘʀɪᴢᴇ ғᴏʀ ʀᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ,
I ɢᴜᴇss I'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴡᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.
Nᴏ ᴍᴀɴ ɪs ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɢʀɪᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;
Tʜᴀᴛ's ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ;
Bᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ!
Wʜᴏ'ᴅ ʏᴀ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢ?
Hᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴀ.
Tʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪᴛ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ,
ʜᴏɴᴇʏ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ sᴇᴇʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴀ!
Gɪʀʟ ʏᴀ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇᴀʟ ɪᴛ,
Wᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴ',
ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ.
Nᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ɴᴏ ᴡᴀʏ, I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ ɪᴛ, ɴᴏ ɴᴏ.
Yᴏᴜ sᴡᴏᴏɴ, ʏᴏᴜ sɪɢʜ, Wʜʏ ᴅᴇɴʏ ɪᴛ?
Iᴛ's ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟɪᴄʜé, I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ I'ᴍ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ."
-ᴍᴇɢᴀʀᴀ, "ɪ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ"{ m e g a n | 1 7 | i n d e p e n d a n t }
{ f e m a l e | s t r a i g h t | s i n g l e }“sometimes it’s better
to be alone. nobody can
hurt you.” ________________________________
darling, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.
"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there.""Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?""How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else.""Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed.""I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school.""Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?""Well, Miss Damsele, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."
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by carrie dee. » Sat Nov 10, 2012 7:18 pm

.--“so long, lover boy.” this girl; this materialistic 18-year-old, will do something awful.
just you wait and see. ursula morgana atlanticais no ordinary villain;
she's like a witch ready to cast her revenge.“poor unfortunate souls, in pain, in need!” 
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meet the one and only
"I ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ I'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ɴᴀsᴛʏ;
Tʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ
ᴍᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ. Bᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ
ɴᴏᴡᴀᴅᴀʏs, I'ᴠᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏs.
Rᴇᴘᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ, sᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀ
ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ. Aɴᴅ I ғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ
sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ; Iᴛ's ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀᴠᴇ
ᴘᴏssᴇssᴇᴅ. Aɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ʟᴀᴅʏ, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ
ʟᴀᴜɢʜ,I ᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ʙᴇʜᴀʟғ Oғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪsᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ,
ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ. Pᴏᴏʀ
ᴜɴғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴜʟs; Iɴ ᴘᴀɪɴ, Iɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ! Tʜɪs
ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɴᴇʀ, Tʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs
ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ. Aɴᴅ ᴅᴏ I ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍ? Yᴇs,
ɪɴᴅᴇᴇᴅ! Tʜᴏsᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴜɴғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴜʟs; Sᴏ
sᴀᴅ, Sᴏ ᴛʀᴜᴇ. Tʜᴇʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ғʟᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ
ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ, "Wɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴜs, ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ?"
Aɴᴅ I ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴛʜᴇᴍ! Yᴇs I ᴅᴏ!"
-ᴜʀsᴜʟᴀ "ᴘᴏᴏʀ ᴜɴғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴜʟs"{ u r s u l a | 1 8 | m a n i p u l a t i v e }
{ f e m a l e | s t r a i g h t | s i n g l e }“i'm not asking much.
just a token really,
a trifle. you'll never
even miss it.” ________________________________
darling, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.
"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there.""Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?""How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else.""Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed.""I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school.""Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?""Well, Miss Atlatica, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."
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by carrie dee. » Sat Nov 10, 2012 7:29 pm

.--“oh this is the night.” this boy; this go-with-the-flow 18-year-old, will do something heartfelt.
just you wait and see. trevor roman caynineis no ordinary casanova;
he's like a broken heart ready to mend.
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meet the one and only
"Yᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ I'ᴅ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ;
I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ
ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴇɴsᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ,
Mᴀᴋᴇs sᴇɴsᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ.
Lɪᴋᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ɢʀᴇᴇɴ,
ɢɪʀʟ I ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ,
Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ's ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴛᴡᴏ.
Pᴜᴛ ᴀsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɢɪᴄ ᴏғ ɪᴛ,
Yᴏᴜ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ.
'Cᴀᴜsᴇ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴡʀᴀᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴘ,
Wᴀɴɴᴀ ᴋɪss ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴘs.
I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ;
Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɴᴇ.
Wᴀɴɴᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ,
Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ʟᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ɪᴛ.
Yᴇᴀʜ, I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ.
- ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ{ t r e v o r | 1 8 | e a s y - g o i n g }
{ m a l e | s t r a i g h t | s i n g l e }________________________________
darling, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.
"Hello, nice to meet you. My name isn't really relevant to you at the moment, but I'll be the one interviewing you today. Why don't we start off with you telling me a little about yourself? Just tell me whatever you want and we will go from there.""Well, it's very nice to know you a little better! I won't try to keep you to long, so I only have a few more questions for you. Why don't you go ahead and start off my telling me a bit about your school life? For example: What grade are you in? Do you do well in school? What are your plans after high school?""How interesting, I suppose. Tell me this though, how has your school life effected the life you have at home? Good? Bad? In the middle? I guess what I'm really trying to ask is to tell be about your family; mother, father, brothers, sisters, and whatever else.""Now that we have gotten past all of that stuff, it is really time to 'dig up some dirt', as some may say. Well, have you ever done anything you are not proud of? Something illegal, immoral, etc. . . Don't be afraid to tell me. Everything said here is high confidential and no one else will be informed.""I would be intrigued to know more, but I rather not push. I've heard much about you already, but I haven't heard nearly anything at all about your social life. Do you have a lot of friends? Little? What social crowd do you hang out with? Tell me about your friends and what you do on weekends and after school.""Quite interesting. Do you think you find it easy to find that special someone? Tell me a bit about the relationships you have been in. Are you currently in a relationship? How long do your relationships last? Do you do well with commitment or not? Do you regret any relationship you have been in? Have you ever cheated while in a relationship?""Well, Mister Caynine, this has been rather interesting interview. Some things many people wouldn't usually tell to a completely stranger were shared, but I am very happy for your openness about everything. I'm going to go ahead and say that this interview is over and you're free to go. If there's any last things you would like to say or mention before you go, feel free to do that as well. Good bye."
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by carrie dee. » Sat Nov 17, 2012 4:45 pm
______________________________
shake it out._______________________________
Regrets collect like old friends,
Here to relive your darkest moments.
I can see no way, I can see no way;
And all of the ghouls come out to play.
And every demon wants his pound of flesh,
But I like to keep some things to myself.
I like to keep my issues drawn,
It's always darkest before the dawn.
And I've been a fool and I've been blind;
I can never leave the past behind.
I can see no way, I can see no way;
I'm always dragging that horse around.
Our love is questioned, such a mournful sound -
Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground.
So I like to keep my issues drawn,
But it's always darkest before the dawn.
- 'shake it out' - florence + the machine____________________________________________________________________________________________
In comes Reyna.
--------regrets collect like old friends,
here to relive your darkest moments.
[ reyna lorraine abercrombie ] - [ sixteen ] - [ female ] - [ c a r p e . diem ]
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------i can see no way, i can see no way;
--------------------and all of the ghouls come out to play.[ wip ] - [ wip ] - [ wip ] - [ wip ]
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--------and every demon wants his pound of flesh,
but i like to keep some things to myself.
[ brunette hair ] - [ blue eyes ] - [ 5 feet, 7 inches ] - [ 121 pounds ]
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------i like to keep my issues drawn,
--------------------it's always darkest before the dawn.[ singe ] - [ heterosexual ] - [ no crush ] - [ parents + 4 siblings ]
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