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[RenaiRoa]

Oh god, save me from this deadly beauty!! <3

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[Got That Jazz?]

＂  Ａｎｄ  ｔｈｅｎ  ｗｈｅｎ  Ｉ  ｒｅａｌｉｚｅｄ  Ｉ  ｌｏｖｅｄ  ｙｏｕ  Ｉ  ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ  Ｉ  ｗａｓ  ａｌｒｅａｄｙ  ｔｏｏ  ｌａｔｅ...

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вєℓσνє∂ σηє~ νєяу ∂єαя~ ησ кησωη мєαηιηg

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  Ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ  ｅｌｓｅ  ｗａｓ  ｈｏｌｄｉｎｇ  ｙｏｕｒ  ｈａｎｄ；  ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ  ｅｌｓｅ  ｗａｓ  ｍａｋｉｎｇ  ｙｏｕ  ｌａｕｇｈ．  Ｔｈａｔ  ｉｓ  ｗｈｅｎ  ｙｏｕ  ｌｏｓｔ  ｍｅ．＂

Hello my name is Got that Jazz?
Feel free to call me Jazzeh,
I am a non-owner in this community
and would love to make this gorgeous
girl my first.

Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  １；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ２；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ３；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ４；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ５；；  ＞＞＜＜

Ａｎｄ  ｙｏｕ  ｓａｙ．．．
Ｓｏｒｒｙ，  ｌｉｋｅ  ａｎ  ａｎｇｅｌ
Ｈｅａｖｅｎ  ｌｅｔ  ｍｅ  ｔｈｉｎｋ  ｗａｓ  ｙｏｕ
Ｂｕｔ  Ｉ＇ｍ  ａｆｒａｉｄ．．. 

In my loving care this
lady's name would be
Karissa Danika Dreare
I did not pick them for their meanings
although they do fit.

Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ６；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ７；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ８；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  ９；；  ＞＞＜＜
Ａｒｔ  ｐｉｅｃｅ  １０；；  ＞＞＜＜


Ｉｔ＇ｓ  ｔｏ  ｌａｔｅ  ｔｏ 
ａｐｏｌｏｇｉｚｅ
ｉｔ＇ｓ  ｔｏｏ  ｌａｔｅ

When we were young you told me that everything would be all right
You'd pull me up and look me in the eye
and I knew you loved me
Did you know I knew?

Now I wander through the trees
pondering our last words
wondering what I said to you
and what you said to me
that'd cause this much hurt

Did you know I too loved you?

Did you know I saw you two?
Who do you really love?

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"I long to change my ways, but if I do that, will I lose my true self along the way?"
-Karissa
To put her personality into classification you almost have to do a 'before and now' shot. That is exactly what I am going to do.

Ｂｅｆｏｒｅ．．．A very happy-go-lucky kia, first to accept a dare, and always overeager for the day she would finally fall in love. However she was still stubborn, thus leading to her downfall. She cared more for make-up and accessories then she did integrity and the statement 'curls before girls' was her mantra. However she wasn't ever snobby, but she was extraordinarily trusting almost expecting complete and exclusive loyalty. She was much different back then.



Ｉｔ＇ｓ  ａｌｍｏｓｔ  ｆｕｎｎｙ  ｈｏｗ  ｄｒａｓｔｉｃａｌｌｙ  ａ  ｓｉｎｇｌｅ  ｅｖｅｎｔ  ｃａｎ  ｃｈａｎｇｅ  ｙｏｕｒ  ｌｉｆｅ  ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ．．．

ｎｏｗ．．． A sense of bitter betrayal and overwhelming brokenhearted-ness turned this Kia's very soul upside down. She is now indecisive, constantly trying to figure out the best decision instead of just leaping in with all of her literal being. She doesn't trust anyone, especially the ones close to her. She is no longer a hopeless romantic, in fact, I'd say that she would deny love if she ever saw it. Her tongue has turned from it's soft flirty ways down to the path of steel and fire, she wields sarcasm as her sword and keeps her feelings from the outside world. She is now more reminiscent and treasures deeply what she has and what has happened, less eager then ever to throw anything away. Yet, those around her wouldn't say there was much of a difference. Because no matter what.

She still rolls over grumpy in the morning, she still openly adores young kiamaras, and above all she still gazes wistfully at anything in nature that she deems beautiful. She is still a caring young woman, she just won't love. Now however she in completely shrouded in mystery, and yet nobody knows why, for she has not told any one of the horrible transpiring and only that she was no longer remotely interested in a certain Kiamara. She is hurt and she is lost.

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My little sister appeared in my door way, clutching my phone in her right paw and staring at it disbelievingly. "Hhhh-e-he asked you to go watch that new movie with him." She stuttered uncontrollably. Causing my heart to leap with glee, we both knew who she was talking about.
Was the day finally hear that I would get to experience the love that caused everyone to stay up late at night texting, to doodle names in the margins of their binders, and to swoon at the mention of their someone's name?
I leaped from my bed, unable to control my eagerness. I swiped my phone from her with my newly manicured nails, squealing as I read the invitation for myself. But then I realized that it was not who I thought that sent it, but I would go anyways, if not just to spend time with him. Who I considered a friend.
Two weeks later I walked out the door at eight o'clock sharp, my hair in a perfectly executed messy bun and my make-up more glamorous then it was on a normal way, after all I didn't want him to think that I wasn't interested at all, that left me with no room to determine whether or not I actually did like him.
I slid into the seat next to him after we had made our way through the ticket and concession lines, then settled in for the undoubtedly long and dreadful movie ahead of us.
And so it went for the next month or so, he asked and I would normally say yes as long as nothing in my schedule conflicted. I found myself looking forward to his invitations more and more every day, I assumed it was just a byproduct of the jokes and such that we shared each day. As time passed I held his hand happily, and outsiders even thought that we were getting serious. But he knew I hadn't yet made up my mind.
The date of our six month 'anniversary' he invited me to go walk through an orchard with him, and I showed up early, for that night I had realized something. All long I had been looking for the wrong symptoms, I'd been waiting for a feeling so totally overpowering that I couldn't deny it. I discovered that this was love, eagerly awaiting some one's company, realizing you were thinking about them without knowing it, and finding out that the way you smiled around this person was more radiant and genuine then any way you'd smiled for anybody else.
I glanced down at my fashionable watch, barely able to contain my excitement to see him and finally be able to return it when he would tell me that he loves me, I was still thirty minutes early. Then I heard his voice walking around the corner, appearing down the lane of blue blossomed trees.
My heart lurched into my chest, and tears sprung to my eyes. A girl appeared behind him, wearing an extremely low cut and high cropped t-shirt and shorts that could have passed as a belt. His hand was entwined with hers and he laughed nearly every time she said something, then he turned around and kissed her. And I'm sure he was whispering in her ear the same words he whispered to me. Then he turned around, and he saw me waiting on the bench, he watched me gather my bag and leave him there with her ａｌｏｎｅ．．．

For the next week I refused to leave my room except to eat, summer breezing by. I didn't answer his emails, calls, or text, I didn't answer the door bell I didn't even get out of my pajamas until I finally realized. That hiding here didn't make any sense, putting this off wasn't gonna make you go away.
So I opened up one of your emails and I started typing in a reply.

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Ｉｔ  ｗａｓ  ｍｙ  ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ  ｓｏｎｇ，  Ｉ  ｎｅｖｅｒ  ｋｎｅｗ  ｉｔ  ｗｏｕｌｄ  ｂｅｃｏｍｅ  ｍｙ  ｈｅａｒｔ  ｓｏｎｇ．．．

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound

You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
You tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around and say

That it's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
Too late, oh

I'd take another chance, take a fall
Take a shot for you
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But it's nothing new, yeah yeah

I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue
And you say
Sorry like the angel, heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late, whoa whoa

It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late

I said it's too late to apologize, yeah, too late
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah, too late

I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
Yeah yeah yeah

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Ｂｌｕｅ  ｐｅｔａｌｓ，  ｔｏ  ｒｅｍｉｎｄ  ｍｅ．
Of that fateful day, a mile from my window
That orchard stays
Every time I need another
I have to go on over to that beautiful place
Where you split my heart in two, I wear a reminder every day
Blue petals for the tears that fell
Blue petals to remind us both
of the things you did
Those Blue petal they bring out my eyes,
Take a peek through my soul
And you'll find, that I'm reminding myself that I'm over you.

[kaladin]

GAA, so reserving!

[hibari,]

simply gorgeous. reserving!

[D E V I A N C Y]

Username: shadowcat131
Kiamara's name: Tsubaki (soo-ba-key). a Tsubaki flower is a beautiful pink flower, but has no fragrance.
Personality:(250 words max) Tsubaki seems like a shy girl to new people but with her friends she is a crazy, athletic, playful, and loyal friend! she enjoys going on walks in the park, swimming, and "stopping to smell the roses"
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[bear]

my apologises, I'm dropping out.
Life is just too hard to work on this right now and I feel at a huge disadvantage.
Good luck though, and congrats to the winner u v u

[chickadee;;]

huge reserve... she's just stunning.c':

[•mochiimomo•]

You're tempting me so much with all these lovely Kiamara designs you make; I may just have to try out for this lovely girl. ;v;