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Miss Aspiring Actress
Played by ⋙ Emma Watson
You're more likely to act yourself into feeling than feel yourself into action. So act! Whatever it is you know you should do, do it.

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It's the name, don't wear it out ~ Vienna Marie Revien
Since I barely know ya, just call me ~ Vienna, will do, but my close friends sometimes call me Vi.
I chill wit the. . . ~ Unpopulars...
I'm this many ~ Sixteen
I put my mother through hell on ~ September 29th.
Would you consider yourself a Barbie doll or a Ken doll? ~ Well, I am of the female race, so I suppose that makes me a Barbie doll, but Barbie dolls are hardly cool, so why would I refer to myself as a Barbie doll?
I can't help but chase the. . . ~ Guys are what I am after. Two of them actually, at the moment...

What up with the peepers? ~ Brown, is how most people would describe my eye color, but I on the other hand would say it is a milk chocolatey brown. Yes, it's all about the detail.
Did you do something with your hair? ~ My hair is about medium length and a gingery brown color. It is always wavy, sometimes on the verge of curly and I have had more than a few days when it was extremely frizzy.
I'm vertically challenged ~ Five foot, six inches. Yes, I am a bit ont he shorter side.
So you've gained a few pounds, it just means more of you to love ~ Around a hundred fifteen pounds.
You wanna see a ridiculous tattoo?? ~ Surprisingly, I do have a tattoo on my lower back. It was quite a shocker when my parents and Emma found out. I was shocked myself that I even got a tattoo. But they learned to deal with it and I love it.
Piercings are for anyone now a days. ~ Just my ears.


Y O U R E ~ M O R E ~ U N I Q U E ~ T H A N ~ I ~ T H O U G H T


Well I do enjoy these
❤ Acting! That one was kind of an obvious.
❤ Movies, especially classics.
❤ Chocolate, who doesn't?
❤ Dresses...I not one of those uber girly girls, but I could spend hours at the mall just trying on formal dresses.
❤ Music...more of the classical type. I do enjoy some pop and a lot of alternative (thank you Emma!).
❤ Books...who wouldn't want to escape to another world? Especially those Harry Potter books. Hermione is my favorite character.
❤ British accents, they are just so cool!
❤ Videogames...shhh! Not something I like to brag about...

Can I exchange this for something better?
✖ Soap Operas...honestly, I just think it is terrible acting and a waste of potential.
✖ The popular crowd...sure, that might sound a bit hypocritical considering it would be great to be one of them, but honestly, they make people's life hell...
✖ Cloudy days...sure rain storms are cool, but it would be great if it could rain with no clouds and just sunshine...although that it isn't scientifically possible.
✖ Cherries or anything cherry flavored...they are just disgusting.
✖ Loud music...something I learned to hate thanks to my dear sister.
✖ Grape flavored anything...don't get me wrong, I love the actually fruit.
✖ Pencils...I don't know why, but I just hate them. Pens are the way to go.
✖ Alcohol, cigarettes, and other drugs...seriously, this doesn't need an explanation.

YIKES!
→ Bad acting
→ Spiders
→ Never finding my place in the world.
→ Never finding love.
→ The dark.

Complete randomness
✗ I was going to be junior drum major of the marching band...until I gave it up for my acting career.
✗ I never learned how to ride a bike. Yes I am painfully aware of how odd that it is.
✗ I really do love my sister a lot and look up to her, but she doesn't have to know that.
✗ I am a rather good singer, although as weird as it sounds, I am terribly shy to sing in front of everyone....and your talking to an actress.
✗ I think that Michael Jackson is the best dancer and artist ever. Yeah, I am weird like that.
✗ I find myself to be quite the conundrum.

I'd consider myself a xxxxxxx type of person
Being the actress that I am, I would definately say that I am very dramatic...sometimes to the point of being a drama queen. Yes, I am aware that it gets annoying, but honestly, it's not like I do it on purpose. I actually find it to be quite annoying as well. At least I am fortunate to be the lucky ones who aren't super crazy drama queenish... I suppose I can somewhat snobbish at times. Again, not something I tend to do intentionally. I find myself to be a caring and sweet person most of the time. I can be rather independent at times. I don't usually take crap from people, although I may look like the short week little girl, but I am definitely not. The Revien family aren't people who tend to let things just happen.I am also pretty protective of my many friends. And yes, I said many. Sure, I may have so unattractive traits, but I must have been doing something right, eh?


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You Think You Deserve My Life Story. . .Well It All Started When. . .


My life was not one you would call normal. It all began in the sunny world of California. It was the rather warm day on September 29th. Little ole me was born just after midnight after my mom went through painful hours of labor. What it cute little thing I was, or so my mother always told me. My sister use to tell me I was but ugly...haha, like I believed her.

Like I said, my life was anything but average. Sure, it started out that way, but it was only the beginning. As a child I was always into two things. Music and acting. I was always tried out for school plays and most of the time got the lead. Music...it wasn't just any old music I was interested in, it was the classical music. Sure, that may be odd for a little kid, but that was me. I used to fall asleep to the sweet melody's of Beethoven and begged my mom to learn how to play the piano. But my real passion came at the start of sixth grade when I chose band as one of my electives. Boy was that one of the greatest choice I made in my life! My band director told me I was a natural at the trumpet. I loved it too. Through out the rest of my life, I learned a few different instruments rather well.

My acting career really blossomed in the eighth grade when I got the starring role in out middle school's production of The Wizard of Oz. Everyone raved that I was amazing. I thought I was amazing the way I felt...that was when I realized what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to act. To feel that feel again...to reach out to the audience to make them feel it too.

The rather weird, odd and awkward parts of my life started when I was seven years old. Emma was such a flirt, which was weird considering she was only eight at the time. I found boys repulsive at that age, thinking the usually "boys have cooties" thing that all the kids thought t that age. And then something unexpected happened. Something REALLY unexpected happened. "Things" happened between her and a ten year old, if you catch my drift. She was nine at the time. After the "incident" my parents totally freaked and started to home school her. I thought it was great, I could spend all my time with my older sister. But old routines tire after a while.

When I was in eighth grade, we moved to New Jersey. I was sand to leave the beautiful beaches and the sunny days, but New Jersey wasn't that bad. After all, if I hadn't moved to Jackman Middle School and hadn't gotten the starring role in the play, I may have never found my passion for acting. Maybe. Things went pretty well in New Jersey. I eventually graduated middle school and moved on to Hermosa Beach Prep, the same prestigious high school as my sister. It was a bit overwhelming at first, but everything soon came into place and everything turned out fine. I wasn't one of the most popular people...actually I was a part of the "unpopular" crowd. It didn't really bother me in the beginning, I mean, I was just a young freshman, concerned baout my studies and everything else. I liked the friends I had. But as time began to move along, it was noticable how much influence the Populars had. How rude they were being to everyone "beneath" them. I found myself wanting to be apart of them, just so I wouldn't be tormented (although not as bad as some) and that I could just fit in. It wasn't like I didn't like the friends I had, I loved them...but there was still that voice in my head telling me to be apart of the Popular crowd. Of course, my sister despised this. She was all gung-ho about being unpopular and staying the same. I do agree with her, but its like a big conflict in my head.

I continued to do marching band in high school. Of course, the band director adored me as well. Raved about my musical ability. But I just wasn't that into to it anymore. I found myself practicing the trumpet less and less and practiced my lines more and more. Eventually, at the end of my sophomore year, when I was offered to be the junior drum major, I declined. Mr. Rendolds was mad for a while. Always tried to hide it, but you could tell. I dropped marching band all together and now I only remain in symphonic band (the highest level band) as an elective.

My world turned upside down when my sister decided to move out. She was all about saving the trees at this point ever since her ex took her to a protest when she was a sophomore. My mother was devastated and my father remained stony faced. things got worse when Emma offered me to move out with her. I thought about it for a long while and eventually excepted. My parents were to suffocating at times and very protective. Sure, I was their baby girl but I wanted a new scene. So I left with Emma and now we are living in a rather nice and large loft in town by the beach. It was easy to afford, considering we were one of the richest families in town.


iTunes: Most Played

Use Somebody by Kings of Leon
August's Rhapsody by August Rush
Hey, Soul Sister by Train
Down by Jay Sean
Here In Your Arms by HelloGoodbye
Fireflies by Owl City

Voice Inside My Head

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Mr. Musician
Played by ⋙ Mitchel Musso
Music is the poetry of the air.

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It's the name, don't wear it out ~ Lancelot Alexander Hemmingway
Since I barely know ya, just call me ~ Lance
I chill wit the. . . ~ Those kids that actually have a life...Socially Challenged
I'm this many ~ Seventeen going on eighteen
I put my mother through hell on ~ August 2nd
Would you consider yourself a Barbie doll or a Ken doll? ~ You can say that I'm more of a Paul McCartney action figure
I can't help but chase the. . . ~ The women are my muses.

What up with the peepers? ~ Deep Brown
Did you do something with your hair? ~ Dark Brown
I'm vertically challenged ~ I tower over people at 5'9
So you've gained a few pounds, it just means more of you to love ~ 189
You wanna see a ridiculous tattoo?? ~ A bass and treble clef heart on my right shoulder blade
Piercings are for anyone now a days. ~ None


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Well I do enjoy these
[♪] Music, but hey that's a given
[♪]Kangaroos, they look so odd and cuddly
[♪] The color green, my favorite
[♪]Soda, my addiction
[♪]Cookie dough, need I say more
[♪]Midnight strolls, it's so lovely at night
[♪]History, my favorite subject other than the fine arts
[♪]The ladies, again need I say more?

Can I exchange this for something beter?
[✗]Vegetables, they're disgusting
[✗]My procrastination, it sucks
[✗]Math, it's a useless subject in my eyes
[✗]Snobs, who even likes them
[✗] The Popular kids, who gave them the right to pick on me?!
[✗]Crabs, they terrify me
[✗]Hermit Crabs, they're just as bad as regular crabs
[✗]Bright, sunny days. Just don't like 'em.

YIKES!
[☠]Crabs
[☠] Hermit Crabs
[☠] Free-falling
[☠] Dying of unnatural causes
[☠]Not being myself

Complete randomness
[♠]I have four younger sibling. Caitlin (15), Jason (13), Katarina (10), Jessica (6).
[♠]I secretly have a fascination with comic book, I adore them.
[♠]I either wasnt to grow up to be a composer or a famous musician
[♠]When I was little I had no interest in music what so ever
[♠] My favorite animals are the kangaroo, platypus, and manatee
[♠]I have a hole in my heart

I'd consider myself a xxxxxxx type of person
Hmm, how would I describe myself. I guess I'm pretty quiet since I usually have my nose buried in a score of music. I tend to only my mouth when with friends or spoken to, but who can blame me.I tend to be some what of a "smart-a**" or sometimes even a little sarcastic, but hey it's only when it's appropriate. I try to be a good student and a great friend. I keep my buds as close as I can and would feel lost without them. What else, could I tell you...I try to crack a few jokes around people I know. Yet, they always seem to backfire so now I'm not really funny. I'm more of a serious person.


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You Think You Deserve My Life Story. . .Well It All Started When. . .


On a stormy August the second, a new baby boy was brought into this world. His ecstatic parents cradled their first born in their arms. "Lancelot, Lancelot Alexander." the boy's father stated, a prod smile slapped on his face. He got what he wanted, a son.The baby was born with a few "defects", a hole in his heart and lung issues which would stop his breathing at random times. The breathing issue would go away, but the hole was forever. The parents smiled at each other and gazed at their precious gift, what more could they ask for?

-record screech-Awe, what a lovely story. No, not really. To tell you the truth, it was actually pretty nauseating. So now you know of my birth, big whoopedy-doo. As I began to gain years, I had a bright outlook on life. It seemed perfect...everything was. Around the time of my eighth birthday my parents decided that 13 years of fighting had finally taken a toll on them. In the court session the judge ruled that my father was emotionally unstable and was not suitable to have custody over me or anyone of my siblings. His face fell to the ground. That was the last time I had every seen or heard from him.

As the years passed, I finally made my way to high school. The best four years of my life right? Wrong. I was soon shoved into the loser sector of the school. I found refuge in music. My one true love. I soon made a few friends that happened to be on the same rung of the social ladder, which was completely fin with me. Now hopefully, my history books pages will continue to fill themselves...


iTunes: Most Played

Louder than Thunder The Devil Wears Prada
Grand Theft Autumn/Where is Your Boy Fall Out Boy
About a girl The Academy Is...
Candle (Sick and Tired) The White Tie Affair

Voice Inside My Head

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mister france
Played by ⋙ cody linley
life isn't exquesite when you compare yourself to others

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It's the name, don't wear it out ~ Michael Johnathon Leroy
Since I barely know ya, just call me ~ Mike or Johnny
I chill wit the. . . ~ the best of the best( "socially challenged" )
I'm this many ~ Sixteen.
I put my mother through hell on ~ February third
Would you consider yourself a Barbie doll or a Ken doll? ~ Prince Charming
I can't help but chase the. . . ~ beautiful american women(;

What up with the peepers? ~ green
Did you do something with your hair? ~ brown-ish blonde-ish
I'm vertically challenged ~ 5'8"
So you've gained a few pounds, it just means more of you to love ~ 163 lbs.
You wanna see a ridiculous tattoo?? ~ A big blue star on my back, no one knows about it..
Piercings are for anyone now a days. ~ Umm...


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Well I do enjoy these
Visiting my family back in France
Not getting too much attention
Swimming
Sports, any kind
Watching the televison
Going to parties with my friend's
Learning french better
Music

Can I exchange this for something beter?
Homework
Too much drama
Losing something that I really wanted
Forgetting things
Rude and loud girls
Being ignored
Attention
Family "discussions"

YIKES!
Drowning
Gun shooting
Getting into bad car accident
Jail
Losing someone I care about

Complete randomness
i don't know the french language very well, but i've learned a lot from my parents..
i've never had a girlfriend...does that make me a loser?
surprisingly, i can dance.
sometimes i skateboard, i'm just not good..
i used to live in england, france(no duh), and alaska..

I'd consider myself a xxxxxxx type of person
I would describe myself as a very nice guy. I don't really judge people, I try to keep my opinions to myself and I guess that's a good thing considering some people in this country decided to do otherwise. I'm french, which I guess made me become an outcast because I'm not like all the other kids who were born her. I'm different, so what? Is that a bad thing or something? Anyway, I'm not much of a fighter or anything along the lines of violence. I don't think that fighting really solves anything. I'm charming, in my opinon, and tend to be witty at times. Even know I'm a french immigrant, this doesn't mean i'm stupid when it comes to being a teenager, i've actually learned a lot from these few years i've been here. I'm always in a good mood, yes, but that doesn't mean that I can never get pissed off or angry. When that does happen, i usually just keep quiet and to myself, considering my temper isn't very bad, this rarely happens. I'm usually calm and smiling all the time, and find humor in pretty much anything. I don't think popularity means anything since it never matters in the future, so why go through hell trying to get there? It makes no sense to me at all. Plus, I prefer my friend's over them anyday.


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You Think You Deserve My Life Story. . .Well It All Started When. . .


Bonjour! Yeah, that was lame... Anyway, I'm Michael Leroy and I was born into a french family, if you haven't realized this. When I was born on February third, my family was currently located in their hometown of France. My parents were both very hardworking and have always wanted what's right for me. So we moved from country to country. We lived in england for a while and that was going well, that is until my dad got fired from his job and we had like no money. Then we went to Alaska. We were there for a while, but we only lasted for about three years. It was hard for me to get friend's and to trust people. I didn't know english very well, and nor did I know french very well. So I really never talked very much when I was younger. So while we moved from place to place, I didn't really whine or anything, because I never really had any friend's; therefore i never had anything to be sad about. When my parents discovered that the United States seemed to be a good place to settle, we went in search of a good state to live and when we found New Jersey, we packed our things up and finally settled.

When I got into Junior High, I got teased by many people because of my accent and a lot of people kept their distance because some people started rumors about me having a disease, which was very immature in my opinion. I had little friend's, and those who were my friend's never really hung around me for longer than a month. Soon I became a loner and sat by myself at lunch, just a loser, I suppose. I was never popular because half the time no one understood what i was saying. The popular kids made fun of me and I usually came home with post-its on my back with 'go back to france' written across them. I never really cared about what people thought of me or said behind my back. I always ignored them and never let them get the best me. That is until I hit 8th grade. You see, there was this kid who always called me 'frenchie' and was the one who always hurt me, psychically and emotionally. It was one day when he got the best of me. I was at my locker and I felt something getting stuck to my back. I turned around to see the fat boy standing behind me and people began laughing. I grabbed the piece of paper he stuck on my back and read the usual writting across the top. I didn't think anything of it and just shrugged my shoulder simply.

Well, until he pushed me into my locker. I'm not going to give all the detail's, lets just say I beat the hell out of him and all the kids backed off. Then, I got into highschool. I was more used to the way of America by this point so I understood everything better. I thought middle school was full of clique's; highschool's ten times worse than that. I realized that the biggest seperation between cliques was the 'losers' and the 'populars'. I, unsurprisingly, was part of the 'losers'. Luckily, I made real friend's and they haven't turned their back on me, yet, and hopefully it will stay that way. Lance, Vienna, Mister Nerdy Gamer, and, I suppose, Debra are the closet friend's I have. But, I think all of the people in the 'loser' clique are friend's, but that's just my view on it.. I've had a crush on Vienna for a while, but it's not that obvious considering I rarely even speak one word to her. Though my crush is small and I don't keep my eye on her like the nerdy gamer does, I still notice how her and that popular guy are always looking at eachother and it's obvious that there's something's going on between them.

I can tell that she's never going to be into me so I've kinda dropped that. Now it's becoming more and more obvious that Debra, the loudmouth around the school, is getting closer and closer to me. A lot of people have told me things about her, most of them being bad. Before I didn't even think twice about liking her since i knew exactly what kind of girl she was. But now that I've dropped the whole liking Vienna thing, I'm beginning to realize that maybe Debra's not so bad after all.. Well, that's pretty much it...


iTunes: Most Played

Go---boys like girls
Never knew I needed---neyo
Down---jay sean
In my head---jason derulo
Crawl---chris brown
Replay---iyaz
Haven't met you yet---michael buble
Sunburn---owl city
beautiful girls---sean kingston
Earworm - United State of Pop 2009 (Blame It on the Pop)

Voice Inside My Head

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Class Clown
Played by ⋙ Kevin Jonas
Cupid shot me in the eye... so they say that love is blind.

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It's the name, don't wear it out ~ Carter Clayton Granit
Since I barely know ya, just call me ~ Granitator, Carter, Mr. Clown
I chill wit the. . . ~ Pop!ulars.
I'm this many ~ Eighteen
I put my mother through hell on ~ November Seventeenth
Would you consider yourself a Barbie doll or a Ken doll? ~ I was thinking more of a George Clooney replica.
I can't help but chase the. . . ~ Madonna blow up dolls.

What up with the peepers? ~ Brownn, baby.
Did you do something with your hair? ~ Yes, actually. I forgot to wash these darkdark brown locks this morning.
I'm vertically challenged ~ five feet and eleven inches.
So you've gained a few pounds, it just means more of you to love ~ Is 198 too much?
You wanna see a ridiculous tattoo?? ~ Haven't been drunk enough for those quite yet.
Piercings are for anyone now a days. ~ I'm no fagot, thank you.


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Well I do enjoy these
1) Them panties on the floor.
2) The girls them panties on the floor came on.
3) PublicDisplay of Affection.
4) Getting away with things.
5) Angry girls.
6) Tight pants.. on chicks.
7) Cracking jokes.
9) Ms. Haslet's detentions.

Can I exchange this for something better?
9) Guys with the same mentality as me.
7) Rejection.
6) Being beat to the punch line.
5) Getting caught and having to apologize.
4) Tight pants... on dudes.
3) Queer, gay men.
2) Fat chicks.
1) Mr. Young's detentions.

YIKES!
1) Babies.
2) Needles.
3) Guns.
4) Death in general.
5) Epidemic disease.

Complete randomness
5) If I was completely sure that Rachel one hundred percent liked me, no doubt. I wouldn't cheat on her.
4) Bonnie took my virginity.. as an eighth grader.
3) I've always wanted ferrets, but I'm too manly to admit something like that.
2) I have an openly gay cousin, and I hate him.
1) If a joke is perverted, it isn't funny.

I'd consider myself a xxxxxxx type of person
I'd consider myself to be the opposite of what any smart, intellectual, gorgeous girl would want for herself. My mind is not only in the gutter, it's bought property and had children there. If someone says the word 'hard' or 'long', a perverted joke will no doubt follow. Although many of those hot bodied women teachers could have written me up and dropped me off in detention, they don't. Why? Because I've got a way with words like no other. I could talk myself out of a situation, but my suave moves and stunning appearance really do the trick. I haven't really dated many girls, but I sleep around like a hobo. Bonnie, Cammie, Rachel, and countless others have all seen what my bed sheets look like. You would think that Mister King would be the man whore, but who could beat a pervert at sex?


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You Think You Deserve My Life Story. . .Well It All Started When. . .


Way back in the day when I was little, my parents were just struggling to get by. They didn't have money for things like games and those fancy toys as seen on TV. My brother and I learned that we would never be entertained unless we found a way to entertain ourselves. I found that bras and panties fit a six year old's head almost perfectly, and my brother found out that big words could be easily defined in even bigger books. NERD! With a small brother in the house, we did not have much room for whining and complaining. My mother rarely caught me messing through her underwear drawer, and when she did she just laughed. This positive attention encouraged me to further this comic act. I found that my younger brother found almost anything with cups was hilarious. Sippie cups, breast cups, they were all the same to him. Mr. Twin Brother thought I was being immature, but hey, I was six.

As we grew up, I stuck to my comedic streak. During elementary school, I cracked jokes about how big the meanest teachers butt was, or how much weight the latest loser had gained. I found that the pretty rich girls liked it when you complimented them and insulted their enemies. I stuck with those girls until junior high where the rest of the guys made their entrances. They were quickly befriended as our new found hormones led us to walking behind girls up the stairs. Look who forgot underwear today! The gym conversations with the dudes locked my position as Jester for class of '10. Puberty even allowed the chicks to enjoy my perverted jokes. Somehow, they managed to interpret them as compliments, and they would giggle and blush. By this time, my twin brother had pretty much shied away from anything with a v****a. He stuck his nose in books at left it there, I was fine with leaving him in the dust. Of course we still chatted at home, but not like twin brothers should. Even our younger brother saw which path was better, following me down the popular road.

High School was just about the same as junior high, except for the fact that I was about a foot taller and eighty pounds studlier. I found that I could throw the ProActive away, and just focus on keeping my supply of condoms constant. I got my first job as a young sophomore so that I didn't have to rely on my parents any longer. They were doing better, and it only helped that they didn't have to feed one of their three sons, or buy him clothing. I pretty much am fending for myself as far as dinner and a clean shirt goes, besides the fact that my mother still does my laundry.


iTunes: Most Played

Stupid Love Letter- Friday Night Boys
War In Your Bedroom- Change of Pace
Alcohol- Millionaires
Teenagers- My Chemical Romance
I Almost Told You That I Loved You- Papa Roach
Don't Trust Me- 3OH!3

Voice Inside My Head

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