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Skillet-Monster wrote:It's scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls. It comes awake and I can't control it. Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head. Why won't somebody come and save me from this? Make it end!I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun. I must confess that I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster. I, I feel like a monster.

Sleeping With Sirens-Alone wrote:Tell me what's the point of life. Is it material? Had everything I could ever want and probably more, when I lay in bed at night, all I do is think of you. So when all this is gone what do I have to come home to? This life goes by so fast, pretty soon I'll grow old. What would I have but some stories now that I have told, no one to share them with. And when it's all done, what am I left with? Tell me what's left. I don't want to be alone, I don't want to die alone. I could fall apart here and now, I don't want to die alone.







Name; Riley Carter Smith
Age; 16 years old
Crush; Shes looking
Family; Mom,Dad died when she was three,Little sister named Hayden.
Born; Maine

Personality; Tough,Sneaky,Doesn't trust a lot of people,Funny,Caring.
History; In paragraph
Special Traits; She was a military brat since her mom was in the military and her mom taught her survival skills. Riley always liked the arts and can camo herself easily.

Body Modifications; One star tattoo her ankle for her dad
Hair; Died bright red
Eyes; Silver blue.
Height; 5'7
Weight; 130
Outfit; She's wearing a black tank top that has a few rips and black jeans that are ripped two. She has a grey hoodie but she has it in her backpack and only wears it when it's cold. Riley also wears combat boots that fit her well.






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