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 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxhere I am! "Don't even think about trying to escape. The chains are far too thick."
αgε: seventeen, still not legal. gεηdeя: of the double X chromosome variety. i plαy this pαяt: The Albino i heαя thεir vσicεs: the freak ____________________________________________ i αm σηly:
x__twσ I laugh when everyone else laughs, or for the wrong reasons and usually for too long afterward. I seem to make awkward moments and silences no matter what I do. I don't have any friends and people usually avoid me. x__thяee I'm a nervous Nelly, especially when people touch me, compliment me, or talk to me. I have a nervous tick, my head starts twitching, or I start hyperventilating. Paper bag anyone? I tend to hide my face in my hands when I get too uncomfortable. x__fσuя I'm a momma's girl, working hard to help my mother considering I come from a lower class family and my father left when I was just a babe. I'm not a lazy person, I earn what I have, though when I hang out with Rugan and Humperdinck, I feel like I really do belong. ____________________________________________ i αbhσяε:
x__twσ Talkative people, I can't stand them, they always want long conversation which I can't or won't provide. x__thяee Loud noises, I can stand controlled volume sounds, but if someones screaming at me...Oh god no.... x__fσuя Goody two shoes that think their really helping people when their just being annoying and obnoxious. ____________________________________________ i implσrε:
x__twσ I sing, though only to my mother or when I'm alone. I'm pretty dang good, but I don't think I have the confidence to go pro or to get a record deal. x__thяee Pulling pranks, I like getting back at all those people who look down on me or pick on me. Not many people realize, but I have a vicious steak. I believe an eye for and eye, though sometimes my pranks escalate and go out of control. x__fσuя ____________________________________________ pull my stяiηgs: ShutterByte shσw my coloяs: Indianred&&Indigo |
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★  ★╰☆╮xxxAbout Mexxx╰☆╮ xxxHello, My Name Isxxx★[Stella Soleil Wight ]★ xxx And I think it's obvious that I'm a xxx★[Female]★ xxx I have this many candles on my cake xxx★[Twenty-Two]★ ╰☆╮xxxMore About Mexxx╰☆╮ xxxThis is who I am xxx★[Stella is a shy person, though also intense. If you upset her, she wouldn't yell but she would glare at that person without saying anything until they leave the room, or just the area. It's not that she doesn't like people, she just can't take the attention. It causes her anxiety and she starts having panic attacks. She loves to laugh, though she would have to trust the people she's around to do so. She has a weird sense of humor and seems to make awkward moments and silences no matter what she says or does. She's a nervous Nelly, especially when people get hurt or when there's aggression in the room. People tend to find her timid and dulcet demeanor endearing, though she's really bad with confrontation. Her reaction to it is either hyperventilate,(Paper bag anyone?) faint or hide her face in her hands. Considering all the things she's been through, she's extremely upbeat, hopelessly bumbling and helpful to others. She endlessly caring and can never turn away someone in need, always holding out a helping hand. ]★ xxxMy life story in a nutshell xxx★[An only child of a broken home, Stella got pregnant after high school and married her boyfriend, though the main reason was to get out of her parent's house. Her father a drunk and her mother a junkie, most days she either starved or ended up in the hospital. She thought she had found solace in her new home, new life as a wife and soon-to-be mother. She was wrong. Her boyfriend turned out to be just like her father; getting drunk and beating her. She ended up losing her baby and managed to get away before he killed her. She moved into the city, her bad luck continuing with her getting mugged, homeless, and after several incidents; she found a job at a diner, a home in a cheap, downtown apartment, and finally, some sort security in the little world she had managed to make. Love is the last thing she is looking for, though she is not adverse to friendship, in fact, in her life, she is in desperate need of one. She is worn out and used, she doesn't hide her emotions, most of the time she's an open book, though a lot of the time, oblivious to people's intentions which ends up with her getting hurt.]★ xxxHow lovely xxx★[Hot Cocoa ☆ Animals ☆ Her Tiny Apartment ☆ Candy ☆ Lazy Days ☆ Hugs ☆ Thunderstorms ☆ Crazy Dancing ☆ Cooking ☆ Kids]★ xxxHow dreadful xxx★[Pain ✗ Ex-Husband ✗ Alcohol ✗ People Hurt ✗ Sight of Blood ✗ The Dark ✗ Cursing/Yelling ✗ Having Her Heart Broken]★ ╰☆╮xxxI almost forgot!xxx╰☆╮ xxxHere's a little secret I have to tell you xxx ★[ Stella sings this little diddy: Angela McCluskey - I'm not the girl ]★ xxxThe string puller xxx★[ShutterByte]★ |
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 X »» {Stella} S o l e i l Wight »» Friend ly [[ Neighbor ]] Cause you're hot then you're cold You're {yes} then you're {no} You're in and you're out You're up and you're down You're wrong when it's right It's black and it's white We fight, we break up We kiss, we make up
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✰ Um...Just Stella.. ✰ Twenty ✰ Straight
✿ Clumsy ✿ Bluntly Honest ✿ Hyperactive ✿ Obsessive ☢ I found out about my power when I got in a car accident with my mother, when I was fourteen. When our car slammed into another, I ended up phasing through both of them and landing on the ground next to the crash. My mother died instantly. Through therapy and meditation, I learned to control and channel my ability. I can now walk through solid objects and through living creatures, pretty much anything. Though most of the time now, I just want to help others because I can. ShutterByte |
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//___Heidi___Salvadora___Amado___//  ["Help me, you make me perfect, help me become somebody else"] ..../../.i am Heidi Salvadora Amado, but you can call me Salva. I am The Wild One in this story. and I am a Chica. I've been alive for 24 and get older on every May 5. If you looked at me, you could see that I have brown eyes and dark brown hair and that I am a healthy 5' 10 and 125lbs. ..../../.i always will be There are a few things I hate, and could definitely live without, they are: good for nothing snitches, optimism to early in the morning, silence, small places, wimps. With this I see the world and it means... Red Eyes - Daughter of Ares?. I am very talented...Street fighting, above average strength, agility, knife skills, heightened sense of smell and sight, blood lust, berserker rage. But I'm not without my weaknesses...Children, and her anger. So what if I'm a little...Cocky, driven, self-centered and short-tempered. If you want a fight, you got it. I don't think your going down, I know it. ..../../.and here is my past. Born in Puerto Rico, Salva lived in the lower east side of San Juan before, at the age of fourteen, her father sold her. She doesn't remember much of her time with .....them. All she knows is that she no longer dreams, just half broken nightmares and memories. Eventually she had escaped, wandering and is now in the underground fighting circuit, making more money in a day than most people do in a week. She had prepared to stay low and not be found, but she thinks she's being followed and soon she will be on the run. ..../../.and my creator ShutterByte darkgoldenroddarkolivegreen |
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 ᾝәΐɗΐ Șɑɭѵɑɗȍȑɑ ᾌɱɑɗȍ ❛Lips are turning blue, kiss that can't renew, I only dream of you, my beautiful...❜ ⇉ Amado, Heidi Salvadora ⇉ Salva ⇉I look around thirty to thirty-five, but I'm actually two hundred and forty-six years old. ⇉ May fifth ⇉ A chica, estúpida! ⇉ Monica Belluci ġέț яέάđy ƒɸя ά șħɸώđɸώη ❛There's nowhere left to hide, in no one to confide, the truth burns deep inside and will never die...❜ you shouldn't ask, but the scale reads a hundred and twenty-five and i peak at five feet and ten inches. my eyes are a Red color because i'm an Immortal but don't tell anyone. a few things i love are my children, the smell of cigarettes, cool places, food, and freedom. but keep harm to Elliot, good for nothing snitches, optimism too early in the morning, electrocution, small places, away, because they're horrible. my amazing talents are street/dirty fighting, inhuman strength, agility, knife skills, heightened sense of smell and sight, blood lust, berserk rage.. isn't it amazing? ❝xo I'm cocky, so what? I'm driven, hard headed, stubborn and loyal to a fault, but only to those that I trust, which ain't a lot. I'm also short-tempered, especially when it comes to Elli, you hurt him and I'll rip you to shreds and then kill you, slowly. Underneath it all, I suppose I'm jaded to all things good, though only around my son do I show my softer side.xo❞ ώħάț ΐƒ ΐ țɸɸќ yɸμ ħɸмέ ? ❛Sing for absolution, I will be singing and falling from your grace. Our wrongs remain unrectified, and our souls won't be exhumed...❜ ❝xoMy life is a tragedia, tragedy, of a story. My father killed when I am fourteen, my mother a scientist who mercilessly experiments on me. I am impregnated through insemination and than, my baby is taken away from me and crippled under harsh testing. I later escaped at the age of twenty after extensive bad treatment and abuse, but by then, they had taken most of my memory by way of Electroconvulsive therapy and I had no way of knowing I had left my precious baby boy behind. For four years, I wandered on my own, entering the underground fighting circuit and making money by way of violence. It was all I knew. That is until I ended up in Santa Fe, New Mexico and almost mugged outside of a fighting warehouse. But I knew that they couldn't hurt me, I took them down the only way I knew how. Hard. A little niño, Blake, decided to help me, but at the time, I wasn't buying his good intentions and dragged him away from the fallen chulos. I know now that punching a hole into someone's limo probably wasn't the best idea, but I'll be damned if it wasn't priceless to see Blake down on the floor in front of some rich polla. The blond man turned out to be Charlie and the three of us where all alike, but before we could figure out each other and the situation we where in, Charlie's house was destroyed, Blake was stabbed, and I was taken back to the scientists, back to that place. They kept me locked away before setting me up for Electroconvulsive therapy again. It made me break down into a mindless rage, killing those that hurt me and tried to stand in my path. I found my son that night, mi hijo, my child. We also found two other Immortals that night, and soon found sanctuary in a cheap motel, though later that night, me and Charlie found comfort in each other and my second child was unknowingly created that night. The details after that haze into one big blur, and I really don't want to remember. The world has collapsed and is now a world-wide desert. I survive and cope with this new world with my son, Elli. He looks so little like me, except for his dark hair, I sometimes wonder who his father is, but then I truly think about it and I don't want to know. I know that when I look in the mirror now a days, I will see more of my mother in my face. My hate for her is indescribable and yet, deep down, I still yearn for her love and approval. She was elegant and delicately pretty. My features take her's and accentuated them, wildly tussled mahogany hair, darkening brown eyes, long lashes, pouty lips, long, lean arms and legs, yet curvaceously all woman. I knew that I was beautiful by definition and yet, I found my tight muscles, calloused hands and arching brows the only thing that I loved. I wear mostly jeans, a t-shirt and a leather jacket, but whatever is found and fits is what is worn. I strive to be the best I can be for my son and daughter, my love for them maternal and instinctual. They are mine and I am not losing either of them again. This world will not take what I care for most. xo❞ ⇉ShutterByte |
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Trapeize Dancer    ♥ Annette Marianna Taylor ♦ Twenty ♣ Jessica Stam ♠ Shutterbyte |
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 ANNETTEM A R I A N N ATAYLOR ◤XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◥ barely beneath the s u r f a c e ◣XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◢
☈ You better call me by Anne;;Annie;;Taylor unless you want me to feed you to the lions. ☈ I am a simple Twenty years young. ☈ I generally swing toward the the double X chromosome variety....Men! ☈ But I definitely have a thing for the Strong Man ;; Maybe the Typical Clown because they make my heart skip a beat with their Quiet Strength ;; He's Nice. ◤XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◥ my t r a g i c life s t o r y ◣XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◢
That was until my father died. Car accident. I was fourteen. After that, my mother never let up and there was no more fun, no more love. She had me training everyday, working harder and harder. Sometimes i didn't get to eat until I could perform a whole act to perfection or I couldn't leave the arena to sleep it I didn't do a complete set to her standards. I got good, no, I got great. When I perform is when I'm happiest, everyone watching, breathless as I move, dance, flow, curl, captivate. My body is mine to control, to unravel, to reveal to the breathless spectators below. But when I'm not practicing, performing, or in my trailer, I'm hiding from my mother. I use to sneak into whatever town or city that was close, but after the incident with the groups of guys who wanted a "private" show, and my mother seeing the black eye I got from them, even though I got away, I don't dare to wander around in the cities or towns alone anymore. I know how I look, I know the attention I command, and maybe I do take advantage of people, but I fear the intimacy of a relationship, that I'd melt under pressure or it all, it would ruin my concentration and my act. Something I can't do, I can't fail. Not again. ◤XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◥ attitude p r o b l e m? ◣XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◢
I really hope that Fortune Teller girl doesn't notice, but I'm pretty sure she won't. She stays good enough away from me most of the time, in fact most everyone does. She thinks I don't think she's real or that she's useless, but the truth is, I think she's too good; it's best I stay away from her. So, I suppose I'm more loner than I want to admit, but I don't have any friends, even though the Typical Clown or the Trapeze Artist is nice to me from time to time, I know no one here likes me at all. But it's best that I keep everyone at arms reach. ◤XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◥ so n o t unnecessary ◣XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◢
☈ Angela McCluskey - I'm Not The Girl Robyn - Crash And Burn Girl Lady Gaga - Love Game Muse - Sing For Absolution ☈ Jessica Stam ☈ Lime && SpringGreen ◤XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◥ the finish l i n e ◣XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◢ ▄▀▄▀▄ → ShutterByte ← |
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I can read your emotions. I see right Through you. Yet I live in a World With so little Feeling. E L L I O T ★ H A R V E Y ★ A D D I S O N ★  This new world Life, Shall make me Happy. And when I feel Love, It shall be my Bliss. TEXT HERE SPEECH HERE     |
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 ❝ the Q U I E T L O V E R ❞ Stella Solei Wight TEXT SPEECH ✖ Sweet ✖ Thoughtful ✖ Giving ✖ |
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Salva Quotes "Sometimes fear has the appropriate response." |
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