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TYLERandrewFRESCO
i'm dying to be with you!



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kristenGABRIELyork



spacespacethese feelings i feel for you
spacespacespacearen't very sisterly like they should be
spacespacespacespacein fact, i'm starting to feel this spark
spacespacespacespacespaceit's like fireworks in our new relationship
spacespacespacespacespacespacei'm starting to like it more and more.


dotdotheartheart<3xxi think i'm in love


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      " You showed me dreams, i wish they turn into real. " XXXXXXXXXX
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                    layer one ▶▶ I want your drama, the touch of your skin
                          ◇ Everything considered they forget my name
                          Oktober Jasmine Evans, but she prefers to be called Jasmine. It's a lot better than actually being known as Oktober with a 'k'. People find her first name pretty, but she thinks of it as a burden.
                          ◇ Let's see how far we've come
                          She's only Twenty years old. She's married, but isn't able to legally drink yet.
                          ◇ Yes we're going to a party party
                          May fourth, that's when Oktober will finally be able to buy alcohol legally. Not that she likes it, she just thinks that being twenty-one would be...interesting.
                          ◇ She was special, she was clever, she was pretty
                          If it isn't obvious, she happens to be a beautiful female.
                          ◇ And I'm caught in between.
                          Both the boys and the girls happen to snag Oktober's attention.


                    layer two ▶▶ I want your leather studded kiss in the scene
                          ◇ 'Cause i'm a free b***h, baby
                          Oktober’s personality isn’t what you would call perfect. One look at the girl and you might want to think it is, but she has her flaws. Like some people in the world, this girl happens to have a disorder. Obsessive compulsive disorder has been in her life ever since she was a teenager. At one point, it got to where she was taking medication for it, but she’s a bit tame on it. Still, her house has to be perfectly ordered and her clothing has to match up with what she is feeling that day. Oktober is one of those people that will laugh at almost anything that you say if she feels up to it. She’s easily amused and finds the smallest of things humorous so don’t be surprised if she randomly starts to laugh at you. Over all, though, if she doesn’t know you, she won’t attempt a conversation. She isn’t one of those who will talk to just anyone. She’s not anti-social, but she isn’t willing to talk to those who just randomly walk up to her. She’ll just greet them politely and leave.

                          Oktober isn’t the type of person that will insult anyone for a small mistake. She won’t even point out the little mistake since she’s too afraid to even hurt someone. It just isn’t in her nature to hurt someone. Normally, the girl is really bad a keeping secrets due to the fact that guilt gradually eats at her until she blurts it out. Recently, those things have changed, and she has learned how to keep her lips together no matter what. Oktober can get very irritated easily if you do things that upset her. The majority of the time she feels more frustrated with herself than those that happen to be around her. In fact, she’s more likely to criticize herself before she snaps at someone else. The female just strives for perfection too much and gets a bit irritable when it isn’t achieved - especially now. Learning that she can’t get pregnant has stressed her out and taken her to a different level. Not even soothing words from her mother can help her understand that it isn’t such a bad thing.

                          ◇ The memories ease the pain inside.
                          Ocktober’s story is pretty simple. She was born to a military man and a struggling artist for her mother. Her parents had been high school sweethearts and stayed together through many bumps in the world. When they realized they would be having a girl, her room was instantly fixed up for her arrival. It was on May fourth that she actually entered the world with her screaming glory. Her parents loved her despite the fact that she never gave them much chance to do what they wanted. Growing up with loving parents helped shape up her personality and determine that she would be the girl she wanted. Her household was a bit chaotic whenever sixth grade hit Oktober. She became lost in drama and pushed away most of her parents. For a moment, she was actually sinking deeper and deeper into the pit of depression. She couldn’t stand to look in the mirror at herself, and she was beginning to show signs of obsessive compulsive disorder.

                          At first it was just straightening things up around the house but then it escalated into something worse than that. She began obsessing over straightening things up and actually opening doors six times before stepping up. Her parents considered this to be a phase, but they often stayed up late fretting over it and fighting over what to do. The more they fought, the strong Oktober’s compulsive disorder showed. After taking her to a doctor, she was ordered to be put on the medicine. Money seemed to be a bit tight in the family - causing even more chaos and fighting between her parents. It wasn’t until she was in tenth grade that they broke the news about divorcing each other. Needless to say, it took its toll on Oktober, and she became solemn whenever she was around her parents. At least until she met the body she dreamed of.

                          He was unlike any of the other person she had ever met. Unfortunately, he was six years old than she was, but they gave the relationship a try. They stuck together like glue until he finally proposed to her when she was eighteen. After planning the wedding, the soon eloped a little bit after her twentieth birthday. Taking the next step, they bought a house in a nice-looking neighborhood. She picked the sleek-looking white house and with the help of her new husband, they fixed up the place and actually managed to get it looking average. Oktober even went out of the way to actually clean up the house and cook for her new husband. Even with her bizarre quirks, the relationship seemed to be going swell, and they were even attempting to conceive a baby. After a couple of failures, Oktober thought that it would be best to ask the doctor what they were doing wrong. When the doctor expressed his sorrow and revealed her bad news, Oktober lost it.

                          Oktober felt guilty and feared the thought of actually telling her husband about the news she found out. So, when she arrived from the doctor’s appointment, she called up her mom and revealed it all to her. She collapsed into the couch and refused to believe that this was just a bump in the road that would straighten out. Not being able to have kids wasn’t something she wanted to happen to her, but sadly you can’t control fate. The topic of kids actually began to stress her out, and she didn’t even notice the strange family that had just moved in. To her, all she craved to do was invite one of the kids over and treat them like a kid of her own. They looked like they could need a loving mother and someone who could provide them with protein.

                          ◇ I've been waiting for someone like you
                          Oktober enjoys a variety of things. Her all time favorite would happen to be chocolate. The fine taste of chocolate seems to make her brain go haywire. To her, it's the closest thing to Heaven on Earth. Some other things she enjoys happen to be cooking, cleaning, and just spending time with her new husband. They were a match made in Heaven, and she doesn't mind actually cooking dinner and making sure he comes home to a clean house. For her, it comes natural to have a clean house and dinner on the table.
                          ◇ Would you mind if I hurt you?
                          If Oktober told you everything she hated; you would consider her crazy. The things she can tell you she dislikes is anything that has more than four legs. Things like spiders and bugs creep her out and make her skin crawl. Dogs are a very strong thing for Oktober, but she can handle them. Of course, she's a bit of a neat freak and won't tolerate the shedding of hair all over the place. Black clothing is something she really can't stand because almost everything ends up showing up. White fur from cats and dogs happen to get on there, and it just ruins your pants. Stuff like that bothers Oktober along with an unkempt house and sickly kids.
                          ◇ there's a curse between us, between me and you
                          Oktober happens to have a handful of fears and the rest just tie into her dislikes. One of the things she can't shake out of her head would be clowns. Truthfully, they remind her of ***** just with make-up on. Plus, the movie It scarred her for like when she saw it at ten years old. Storms are also another thing that needs to go away. She cowers in fear when she hears thunder rumble and sees lightning. It's just not something she's ever grown use to. Thunderstorms are just too loud for her. The last two things she fears would be blood and heights. Mostly because too much blood loss leads to death and falling from a great height also leads to death. That and she just can't stand the sight of blood from someone.


                    layer three ▶▶ I want your everything as long as it's free
                          ◇ All the colors of the world
                          palevioletred && steelblue
                          ◇ There was a time our love ran wild and free
                          Do I - Luke Bryan
                          ◇ While were all getting s**t wrecked
                          Unfortunately, I have realized I can't have kids. Now, that is starting to stress me out.


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                                        Madison Rachel Kelley
                                        PROM QUEEN
                                        Runaway_Coke17


                                                              age: eighteen
                                                              sexuality: bisexual
                                                              height/weight: five foot four and weighs one hundred and thirty-one pounds
                                                              sex: a beautiful girl

                                                              lolololwhathate me because your boyfriend loves me.

                                                              personality,
                                                                I tend to act like most of the popular kids in my group do. I’m easily influenced by those around me, and I’ll usually take up their traits. If it’s some snotty b***h wanting to go to a party, I’d be the one following up behind her with the same kind of attitude. I can be a bit cold-hearted when I feel up to it, and I will stop at nothing to get what I set my mind to. I’m even more headstrong than some males in the school are. I’m a clean-cut kind of girl, and I do tend to take school work and anything school-related serious. I’m not a nerd, but I do have a brain to be in the upper crowd. I’m not anti-social and that should be pretty obvious. I’ll talk to anyone that will actually attempt a conversation with me. I might hate the kids that fit into the loser category, but if they feel the need to talk to me, I won’t be the one to deny them that conversation. I’m a very talkative person, and I’d chat with a tree if I felt up to it. Like most people, I’m a very confident person, and I’m not one to be cut down by petty comments. I’m definitely one of those that aren’t willing to listen to rumors around me. Well, that best sums up how I act.

                                                              goals, aspirations, dreams,
                                                                Well, my only goal and dream in life is to become Miss USA. I've always dreamed of actually being in one of the competition that the gorgeous people model in. I think it would be pretty awesome to actually win the title and honor of Miss USA. Either that or I want to become famous for my modeling or some kind of stuff like that. Trust me, it's been a dream of mine for years now.

                                                              history,
                                                                Alright, I’ll make my history brief and easy. I was born in Russia to a parent that roamed around all the world throughout his life. It wasn’t something he was proud of, but he was glad when he held me in his arms. It was like love at first sight, and they didn’t bother breaking up the relationship they had. A few months after I was born, my dad purposed to my mother and off the went to elope at a local church. It was a pretty interesting wedding for the two since they moved to America for their honeymoon. They settled into the small town of Edgar county and raised me as the little girl they wanted. From the moment I was born, my mother dressed me up in frilly things that I use to adore. I was one of the toddlers in kindergarten that the teachers gushed over and complimented on how smart I was. As I grew older, I grew out of my baby face stage and made it into the teenage phase. I wasn’t too happy with my looks and decided to do stuff about it.

                                                                I dressed myself in gorgeous clothes, learned how to straighten my hair, and careful put on my make-up so I didn’t look like a whore. When I hit high school, the stereotypes became more clear, and the popular crowd instantly snatched me up like a hungry crowd of hyenas. I soared through high school with the upper class students. I practically hated those that were below me, but I did get along with them occasionally. I became one of those pretty girls that had the boy chasing after her, but I wasn’t only interested in them. Those girls were actually starting to look very beautiful. That was aside from the point. My point is, it’s senior year, and I’m starting to slack off on my home work and junk. I mean, I have all my credits, so I’ll graduate for sure. So, why not live life the way I want for a little while?

                                                              fun facts,
                                                                → I was born in Russia to a military father and a Russian mother. Don't worry, I'm not an illegal immigrant like most people, I'm actually a citizen since my dad is American. Anyway, my father might be in the military, but my mom and I refuse to move since we were already uprooted from out birth place. So, needless to say, he's the one moving from apartment to apartment. I do visit him every chance I get, but I'd rather not move in with him.

                                                                → I can speak three different languages; Russian, French, and English. My mother helped me learn English and Russian, and I'm currently taking French classes in school. My mother was the one that actually coaxed me into the classes, and I did like she told me. I can't say that I regret the decision, but I do think it's a bummer at times.

                                                                → I have a septum ring, a belly button ring, my helix pierced, both my ear lobes are pierced twice. I don't usually wear my septum ring, but I do have it pierced. The other piercings are usually in twenty-four seven unless I'm trying to impress someone. Then, I'll usually just take out my helix piercing and my belly button ring. You might think I have a lot of piercings, but they are mostly on my ears, so I don't have to worry about all the piercings on my face.

                                                                → Truthfully, I'm actually starting to like school more and more. Being a senior is the highlight of my year, and I love to startle the freshmen of the school. What is even more fun than that is starting up some mischievous in the parking lot. Whether it's tapping on windows that have couples making out or just honking my horn at cars. I might be popular, but I love to have fun.

                                                              to-do list,
                                                                → wake up from a night's rest at five-thirty
                                                                → shower and brush teeth
                                                                → wake up my sister
                                                                → fix and eat breakfast
                                                                → go to school
                                                                → do any homework i have
                                                                → take a dip in the pool for an hour or so
                                                                → stay up until eleven watching television (sometimes I'm too tired to stay up)
                                                                → finally go to bed

                                                              likes,
                                                                → anything that deals with chocolate
                                                                → working out to stay in shape
                                                                → hanging out with my friends
                                                                → chatting with strangers
                                                                → 8O's hairbands
                                                                → scary movies
                                                                → shopping it up at the stores around town

                                                              play,



                                                              no photos, please.

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Trey Michael Hennessey
"A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years. "




                            October twenty-fifth nineteen eighty-nine happened to be a very special day for my parents. It was the day that I entered with all of my screaming glory. Don’t ask me why, but I did have a knack of whining until I managed to get something when I was younger. Anyway, my parents were pretty cool and relaxed with their first child. Surprisingly, they weren’t nervous about having to take care of me like I might have been. I was a reckless baby and always managed to get into the worst of things. I’d always crawl into the cabinets and actually stay there for a while. Living in Canada was pretty much like living in the United States. The only thing that really changed me was the divorce when I was five. I might have been a little kid, but I did know a couple things about what was going around. Hell, the was actually the time that I clung to my sister, Alexis. She was my support even if she was only a little kid. I didn’t really care, if she made me smile then I was good to go.

                            After the divorce my father snagged custody of both me and my sister. Unfortunately, he whisked us off to the United States where some of his family lived. It was a small town, and it wasn’t too bad to grow up in. Though, things didn’t get interesting until I hit high school. The best years of my life period. I might have been a freshmen and had to put up with the seniors picking on me, but it was pretty interesting - especially when I met Kelsey. Wow, I might have been young but this was definitely something between us. Unfortunately, I had to call it off due to the fact I was informed my mother had cancer back in Canada. I just couldn’t leave her alone. Luckily, I came back and the first thing I did was show up at her doorstep. I knew she had a girlfriend, but I could care less about that. There’s something between us, and I can’t ignore that. Plus, the Connor dude sort of creeps me out, and I couldn’t really deny that I wanted something between me and Kelsey. Which is why she’s cheating on Connor with me. It’s really not as bad as it sounds…I think.

                            Hm…my personality? Well, that’s sort of easy to talk about. Let’s just say I’m what you would call a very romantic person. Trust me, you can ask Kelsey if you don’t believe me. I’m one of those guys that will go out of their way just to make sure their girlfriend is happy. I would go to the ends of the Earth just so that whoever I like is completely happy. I hate abandoning people, and it makes me a bit depressed if I’m forced to leave someone behind. It’s not what I like to do since I would rather stay close to my roots and where I grew up all my life. I’m a very humorous guy, and I like to see to it that people laugh at my jokes. I hate the silence, so that’s when I’ll usually crack my best jokes. Silence just seem so awkward and make me squirm around awkwardly. I just really can’t stand them.

                            I’m a nice guy, and I have a soft heart. It doesn’t take much convincing for me to believe you since I’m a bit gullible. Don’t ask me why, but if you told me you were an alien, I would believe you without a doubt. It’s strange how many times my friends in Canadian actually pulled the wool over my eyes. They found it pretty adorable, but I was a bit pissed off they kept lying to me. Speaking of which, I absolutely dislike lying to people about things but even I have skeletons in the closet. For example, Kelsey is cheating on her boyfriend with me. Now, if you were to ask me, that needs to be kept a secret. So, yes even I hold secrets from the people around me. Being gullible also comes with the ability to trust anyone that looks like they would be able to keep a secret. I might know when not to spill a secret, but it does slip out occasionally. I get irritated by petty things, and I’m actually beginning to think I might have anger problems along with obsessive compulsive disorder. Though, I’m pretty sure everyone likes their things straight and ordered. As for my anger problems, I’m working on those and trying not to get irritated easily.


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firstMIDDLElast



        Hey there pretty thing!
        gender (creative?)

        Give me the time and day!
        sexuality (creative?)

        Let`s have a party!
        month && day

        You`re soo old!
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        Hey there pretty thing!
        i'll be your prince

        Give me the time and day!
        only if you happen to be a pretty princess

        Let`s have a party!
        january twenty-second

        You`re soo old!
        eighteen

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YEAHYEAHSPACESPACE8DMICHAELjakeEVANSYEAHYEAHSPACESPACE8D


YEAHYEAHSPACESPACESPACE8D

xxxi love how the moonlight shines on your mask
how your identity is completely hidden from me.
soon, i'll slip off the little mask.
and see who you really are.

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the chatty cheerleader



                  somerset highschool's very own madison october evans


                                  maddy

                                  seventeen

                                  may fourth

                                  homosexual - a closeted lesbian
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OKTOBERjasmineEVANS


        xxxx - - i don't know what to tell you
        xxxxx - - this secret buried beneath my skin
        xxxxxx - - is slowly eating its way out into the open
        xxxxxxx - - i just hope it won't be discovered


mama always said never to keep secretsxxxxxxx


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MADISON RACHEL KELLEY

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your lovely prom queen


xxxxxxxwhy bother, it`s senior year ?


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Diana your still in our heartswe (( french )) kissed on a subway train
Diana your still in our heartshe`s a (( wolf )) in disguise


monster - - - lady gaga <3



he (( tore )) my clothes right offDiana your still in our hearts
he ate my (( heart ))Diana your still in our hearts
My name's kyle michael hennessey

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                      but my parents suck, so call me Kyle or Mickey
                      and you may not believe it, but I've been around here for eighteen
                      so that means I was born on january 1st, 1991
                      look! I'm a prince charming
                      oh yeah, and I'm a bad boy too, but no judging

                              ●●● here's a bit of a secret
                                    Well, it's not really much of a secret, but I wear contacts. My eyesight is horrible, so I'm constantly slipping in contacts. I originally have brown eyes, but I switch between blue and green colored contacts. Be jealous.


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                              ●●● get under my skin
                                    Ah ********. I hate explaining crap about myself. Anyway, I’ll guess I’ll start with the basics. I was born on January first to a couple that didn’t even look forward to having a kid. So, I can’t really say they were too excited when they realized I was born. They were so excited to have me in their lives that they made me my own bed on the floor! Anyway, my mother was an alcoholic, and my dad was the local druggie of the place. Everyone knew that they sold drugs, so it wasn’t really surprising when my dad got busted for having one of those places where you cook meth and all that s**t. Off I was dragged to the local child services. They promised me that I would have a life - even if I was a little kid. When they realized that none of my family wanted to raise me, they placed me into an orphanage. The first thing the older kids did when I got there was taunt me. They told me nobody wanted me and that was why I was here. When I was six years old, they started to tease me about being named Kyle. All of them told me that it was a gay name, and I was a disgrace to the male population. I didn’t like that, I’ll admit it. One day, I got sick of all the taunting, and I took action against it. Throwing myself on the older kid, I ended up beating the s**t out of the door. I’m talking a broken, bloody nose along with a nasty black eye. Needless to say, I thought I was tough s**t at that place since none of the older kids messed me with me.

                                    It wasn’t long until a sweet, gay couple adopted me. Oh there was a riot in the orphanage when they saw me walk away with my new parents. Being the ten year old I was, I didn’t really think there was something wrong with a woman being with a woman, but I was naïve and young. Anyway, they finally let me go to school where I was the fresh meat at school. When those kids realized my parents were gay, they pretty much booted me out from everything. I was only thirteen, but they thought I would go gay and try to touch one of the guys or some s**t like that. Anyway, I wasn’t too happy when I discovered from a couple of the kids why they suddenly gave me the cold shoulder. Let’s just say, I went on a riot that day - especially when a guy called me f**. We got into it, and I wound up in the principal’s office. After talking to him and my mom on the phone, they sent me back to class. That’s when I really ended up meeting my friends. A group of them were sitting in the back of the class and motioned me over there. They told me I was pretty cool and that I should hang out with them after school. I agreed and that’s when I found myself introduced to the poison you call cigarettes.

                                    It hurt my lungs, and I didn’t really like it. From then on, I just chose to stick to a couple of beers and a cigarette every now and again. Trust me, those things didn’t seem to have much effect on me, and I was glad I didn’t get addicted. I was sixteen when my parents actually came out and told me that I was adopted. They explained about my whole background, and I just sort of saw the ironic side of it. I was turning into what my parents had been. Maybe I wasn’t addicted to smoking or drinking, but I was walking towards that path. The scary thing about it was how disappointed my mothers looked when they realized I was getting caught doing stupid things like tagging the school or keying a car. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been caught by the cops, but I manage to worm my way out of it every time. At times, I feel guilty for it, but the other three manage to convince me that it’s fine what I’m doing. I’m attempting not to do certain things often, but it isn’t really helping much. I’m like a magnet to trouble. I might not take bullshit, but I do have emotions and know wrong from right. I just happen to be lost in the sea of things I’ve done in my past. Oh well, I might as well as help someone else from their jam since I can’t save myself, yeah?



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yle ichael ennessey

aka mr. bad boy


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Look at him
Look at me.
That boy is bad
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              my parents named me Madeline Jessica Kelley for some odd reason.
              people like to yell Maddy out at me.
              despite my personality, i'm really twenty-three
              ha, if the person demands it i'm the murderous human
              but really i'm Runaway_Coke17 in disguise as a ninja.


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