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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:00 am
►Winter Emily Ames◄
-xX_Restless_Xx- God loves gays! That's why he made r a i n b o w s. Ⓐ ℐℇω Ŧℍ𝔦ℏ𝔤ჷ ค ๒ σ u t ๓є I go by Winter. Some one once told me I look like a "Jane".On my last birthday I blew out eighteen candles. I don't know if you noticed but I'm a lovely lady and you can find me hitting on Women.. I admit to have dyed my hair once or twice, but right now my hair is Red. People usually marvel at my chocolate brown irises. I tend to be a little...A cool, laid back kind of person. I don't like to be told what to do and I roam about freely. I'm known to be aggressive and a natural leader, though it's not always one of my favorite things about me. I'm a bit of a tease and sometimes a little too daring and not so empathetic..
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.
In these past eighteen years I've seen it all. From the backstage of beauty pageants to people hung over and spewing chunks of food everywhere. My mom got knocked up at nineteen and conceived me in hopes of a brighter future. She made me take acting, singing, and countless instrument lessons along with dance class and gymnastics. If I ever brought her anything less than second palce in competitions, she told me she hated me for the rest of the day then got drunk and apologized. So I grew up pretty quickly and learned to never complain. But while I was growing up forced into the limelight, I'd notice just how good looking other girls were and had...strange...images in my head that I won't discuss. After that, I slowly realized that I liked girls and learned the name for when I was in the sixth grade. Girls that liked other girls as more than just friends were Lesbians but it kind of struck me in the heart when all the other little snickered and said that was gross. But whatever, I've moved on from that. During my freshman year, I had the courage to tell my mom that I was a Lesbian and she kicked me out! Can you believe she actually did me a favor after all those years? It was amazing and I don't regret any second of it.
After about a week of showering in the gym and eating small snacks the teachers gave me out of pity, I was taken in by a gay-straight alliance group that at some point where all just like me, homeless and a freakoid. After that, life was peachy keen! I had a place to stay in, a roommate, food, and no worries about being hated for being gay. Ah, that was the life. Then, I graduated high school and had to look for a job so I wouldn't just be a freeloader in the apartment complex the group owned. So, I picked up a friend's guitar and started playing on the steets for extra cash and before I knew it, I made a band and we rock out every weekend at whatever gigs we can get. Did I forget to mention that I used to be name April but when I was disowned, I was able to change to the more suitable, Winter. It's the ℓιттℓє things that count
Gimme Gimme:
☺My music (believe it or not)
☺The band (I should! They're the best people you could ever meet)
☺Being openly "ecstatic" as I call it.
☺Rainy days; It always smells good.
☺The small crowd of fan girls. ~Free Beer.
♬What's on my iPod♬: American Triangle // Elton JohnNo pares // Dulce MariaAll Around me // FlyleafCheck yes Juliet // We the kingsThe Great EscapeThe beer song // The march of the ToreadosThe thanksgiving song // Adam Sandler
Ugh, get them away from me:
✘ Mother dearest.
✘ Being told what to do. C'mon, the only person who was allowed to do that got rid of me.
✘ Dealing with any complications. Why can't we all just get a bong?
✘ Annoying big mouths are my last favorite kind of people. Who needs their nagging?
✘ People hating on me because I'm "Gay." I'm not always happy.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:01 am
►Alice Kiara Flight◄
Omg A Name Today I vow to be happier than a bird with a french fry. Ⓐ ℐℇω Ŧℍ𝔦ℏ𝔤ჷ ค ๒ σ u t ๓є I go by Alice, mostly, but sometimes people call me Ally. Some one once told me I look like a "Diane."On my last birthday I blew out eighteen wonderful, neon-colored candles. I don't know if you noticed but I'm a Wild rose in a valley of weeds, and you can find me hitting on Men and (soon) women. I admit to have dyed my hair once or twice, but right now my hair is back to my natural brunette. People usually marvel at my hazel eyes. I tend to be a little... different. At first, I seem to be just a normal girl, trying to get through high school and into college. But really, with friends, I am wild. Well, as wild as a nerd could be. People say I am blunt and sarcastic, but only when I am pissed off. I don't cuss as often as some of my friends, though s**t is a little more frequent it's true, hear anything else and you can assume I'm not happy. I freely admit that I am a dork and a nerd, but a pretty one, right? I may not seem it most of the time because 1, I'm a total nerd that actually cares about grades, and 2, I don't freak out about bugs (until their on me) and dirt, like so many other girls, but I'm a bit girly at heart and never leave the house without makeup on. More than anything else Alice Flight = HUGE dork. I am a bit of a klutz and I cannot lie for my life or anyone elses. It would tear me to shreds; or break a couple ribs to keep from laughing. And I can be a bit of a drama queen..
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.
In these past eighteen years, I've seen not much at all. Sure, you'd think I'd have gone everywhere with the kind of family I've got, but in truth, I've got a pretty normal family. Except Uncle Garey; he's in jail for some crackhead move. Probably sold more drugs ... anyway, my life is pretty normal. Other than the weird friends I have; they're awesome but rowdy, but who cares? At least they don't turn on me. Great friends they are. However, in recent years my friends and I have discovered something about me; I cannot keep a guy. As hard as I try, it seems I'm just something to replace the empty hole beside some guy until he finds a "really hot" girl. Usually super-skinny, super-tall girls. The model look-a-likes. Wannabe models. Sigh, it's just not worth it. So, I let my school work devour me.
Even though my friends ask me if I've found another guy, I keep saying I'm looking, but my work gets in the way. It's not really a lie (I cannot lie for my life; I always either look away from the person I'm lying to, giggle a bit or both), it's kind of true. It's half truth and half lie; I am getting swamped by work and family issues (we're not that perfect), but I'm not exactly looking for someone. I'm not even trying. I'm focusing on my work, which is bugging the s**t out of my friends. So, whenever they come up to me with a smile, I usually get up, say I have to go home or something, then run away as fast as I dare, because I am such a klutz and one wrong move could send me flying into a window or wall or something. Sometimes they get me, but I am so stubborn they eventually threaten to leave me alone at the place they dragged me to. I eventually get away though. My life is a mess, sigh. Did I forget to mention that I have a tattoo? Yeah, it was a dare on my last birthday. It's pretty awesome. It's the ℓιттℓє things that count
Gimme Gimme:
>> Mommy and daddy (Duh!)
>> Working and studying (dork)
>> Writing and reading (especially in somewhere quiet)
>> Music (who the hell doesn't?!)
>> Helping people (but sometimes it's not so much of a joy)
>> Trying to get away from my friends; it's fun.♬What's on my iPod♬: X Revolution // The New CitiesAmerican Idiot // Green DayBrain Stew // Green DayAll to Myself // Marianas TrenchSunday Marning After // Amanda MarshallBeautiful // Gordon Lightfoot Mrs Robinson // Simon & Garfunkel
Ugh, get them away from me:
>> Bad music (It will kill my ears!)
>> Loud noises; they scare the bejeezus out of me.
>> Getting angry at someone I love. It sucks.
>> Angry bitches. They are so annoying.
>> Perverts. To be honest, they scare me a little.
>> The dark. At least when you can't see the outline of your hand when it's touching your nose. Like blackouts.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:03 am
►Cheyenne Aspen Summers◄ Samanthaualani 
you're unwilling to go out on a limb
because it just might break underneath you.
you know what your problem is?
if you never go out on that limb,
you're missing a hell of a view.
- Plain Truth by Jodi Picoult
Ⓐ ℐℇω Ŧℍ𝔦ℏ𝔤ჷ ค ๒ σ u t ๓є I go by Chey or Cheyenne. Some one once told me I look like a ''Summer'' Which is ironic, because its my last name. On my last birthday I blew out eighteen candles. I don't know if you noticed but I'm a gorgeous girl and you can find me hitting on girlies, of course! I admit to have dyed my hair once or twice, but right now my hair is golden brown. People usually marvel at my caramel eyes. I tend to be a little...crazy. I don't do drugs anymore, I pretty much went straightedge. But, I've always been the second prettiest. Or the second most popular. And I've always been content there. Backing up my 'best friend' and being there to make everyone smile. I think thats another reason I started drugs in high school. They made me feel alive and like I was more appealing to be around. Little did I know that that was a lie. Just a cover that the drug caused. But now, I just don't associate with my past. I've turned over a new leaf. I'm constantly smiling and I love to make others happy as well.
Anyway, I'm very anxious. I hate just sitting around and doing nothing. I like to be on the go and always doing something. I love to talk, but I don't steal the limelight most of the time. I can stand on the sidelines in the semi-limelight and be content. But I'm random and usually you can never tell whats gonna come out of my mouth. .
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.
In these past nineteen years I've seen not enough. I've always wanted to get far but be behind the paper. That makes no sense, let me back up and explain. I was a prodigy. The perfect daughter. Pretty, blonde and a good student. I was popular, and everyone loved me. I got into writing pretty easily and I knew I wanted to go places with that. A few things happened along the way, my dad hit mom one night. We didn't see her for awhile. I thought she was just done, dropping out of our lives. Dad was drunk that night, and it had been a mistake. Not accidental of course. Just accidental.
But during my senior year she popped right back into our lives. Daddy had been a wreck without her, so he accepted her with open arms. I was a bit different. I ignored her, she had thrown me into a bad position. During the few years she was absent dad was working and drinking. Nobody had time for me and I had lost my best friend. My best friend being my mother of course. I expiremented with s**t that almost ruined my life. I'll spare you the pity-me details..But basically I just graduated and got the hell out of there.
College. Thats when it really hit me, I was a lesbian. Seem random? Well, when you look back, makes a hell of a lot of sense. Because I rarely dated anyone, if at all, and I was just very flirty. I guess, back then, I thought it was just the guys in my town. But college forced me to find myself. Before I would just write, party, or get high with some buddies to escape reality. But in college, those things are all around you sure, but you're really forced to be yourself.
Honestly, I'm still the same girl. I'm just open about being a lesbian. Guess they didn't really like the idea of not having gran-babies. But they still can! Adoption, or with todays technology.. If I decide I want kids, I can have them. And its not even that I like my mother anymore anyway!
But thats wayyyy off.
So now, I party, attend class and am currently trying to become a journalist. And I have the perfect idea. Got some friends in a band. Great cover story really. I write music and lyrics, not to menion poetry.. But I keep that on the DL... Did I forget to mention that people ALWAYS mistake me for being younger than I really am?! Its sooo annoying! Apparently I look fourteen. Ugh.. It's the ℓιттℓє things that count
Gimme Gimme:
+ Writing
+ Concerts
+ Dresses
+ Pajama Pants
+ Independant Films
♬What's on my iPod♬: So I Thought ;; Flyleaf Moving On ;; Elliot Yamin California ;; Metro Station All My Friends ;; Eatmewhileimhot! Kiss A Girl ;; Kenny Chesney (No Pun Intended^^)
Ugh, get them away from me:
- People Mistaking Me For Being Fourteen!
- Downers/Pessimists
- Beer
- Jerks
- Falling
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:08 am
►Kaelyn Jewel Carmichael◄
Omg A Name "You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one." Ⓐ ℐℇω Ŧℍ𝔦ℏ𝔤ჷ ค ๒ σ u t ๓є I go by KC, or just Kaelyn. Some one once told me I look like a cloud. On my last birthday I blew out nineteen candles. I don't know if you noticed but I'm a girl and you can find me hitting on other girlies, most of the time. I admit to have dyed my hair once or twice, but right now my hair is blond. People usually marvel at my gray blue eyes. I tend to be a little...calm, and quiet. Things rarely get my riled up, regardless of how I feel about them. I tend to keep things in my head, which is always spinning with thoughts and feelings. Some tell me I just have low self esteem, but I dunno about that.... although, it may be true in some ways. I'm a very good listener, and extremely loyal when I do have friends, and while I may get assumptions about people,I try not to judge when I don't really know them.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.
In these past nineteen years I've seen A lot more then most people would expect of me. People tend to assume that because your quiet, or don't talk often yourself, that your not listening. But they couldn't be more wrong. In school I always knew something about everyone, and not just a few "secrets", and all because most ignored my presence. Lucky them I didn't speak of what I heard.
Often times I was too stressed out myself anyway, never wanting to go back home. I'd often stay out late, or lock myself up in my room, when I didn't have friends to hang out with.
Well, with all of this extra time, I was able to easily ace my AP courses in High school, and learn guitar- acoustic, electric, bass, and have plenty of time left over to read, write or draw.
None of these did I share with anyone else, though some occassionally would see my work on the front of my folder or similarly placed.
See, the thing was, my mother and father fought constantly, and if I ever came into the middle of it... well, it wasn't good, only worse. Then my mom finally kicked him out, but I still saw him, if only ever once in awhile. Truth be told, he was rarely around even before then, and it was just as rarely pleasant when he was. And then afterward, her boyfriends. I hated it. But she didn't care, no, she taught me from the beginning that I better not complain. I was "lucky" she never kicked me out before I left on my own, at 17, after graduating as early as possible.
But see, none of my friends even knew any of these little details.
I am the person that's always there, always ready to help, to give advice, to listen and care when no one else will, but no one actually knows ME. And that's my fault, because I never let anyone close, and never opened up despite how much others always happened to open up to me. That has changed only a little with the band, but at least I am being more sociable, I hadn't even been to a real party before this.
Truth be told, I love to be around people, all the stupid people, to be there, to be included in any small way. My place is just passing through, a cloud that floats on idly by, always observing, and looking over everything else.
But... I want more. The question is, am I going to do anything about it? It's the ℓιттℓє things that count
Gimme Gimme:
+ A Good book
+ Drawing
+ Writing
+ The band
+ Music in general♬What's on my iPod♬: Imagine // John LennonThe Answer // Bad Religion1985 // Bowling For SoupAbsolutely (Story of a Girl) // Nine daysHere I go again // Whitesnake
Ugh, get them away from me:
- Violence
- Yelling(non fun related ;D)
- Obnoxious/disruptive people
- Ignorance
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:09 am
►Chou Takamura◄
Evoblack Butterflies are like people; they are always changing from one thing into another. Ⓐ ℐℇω Ŧℍ𝔦ℏ𝔤ჷ ค ๒ σ u t ๓є I go by Chou and Chou-chan. Some one once told me I look like a sweet, submissive girl. On my last birthday I blew out seventeen candles. I don't know if you noticed but I'm a girl and you can find me hitting on just girls. I admit to have dyed my hair once or twice, but right now my hair is originally black. People usually marvel at my chocolate brown eyes. I tend to be a little...shy when I first meet new people and sweet when I get to know them.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.
In these past 17 years I've seen
"Until death do us part."
That's what our friendship is about. I've always admired everyone in our small bubble of friendship. With admiration comes awe. With awe comes fear. As much as I liked them, I could barely ever say anything around my friends, even though we've been together since birth. My mother and father transferred from Japan to the United States because of my father's job. They decided to stay here permanently. A month later, Mom had me. They impressed upon me the Japanese culture I was never truly apart of.
I became awkward, quiet, and extremely shy. I could never show who I really was. I admired those who had the strength to be who they really were. I was too scared to be who I really was. What if no one liked me? What if my friends left me? That was, and is, my greatest fear. Now, being the youngest student in my college classes, it's even more awkward when I was first attracted to girls instead of guys.
I just hope no one finds out.
Did I forget to mention that I am apart of the Big Brother-Sister organization? It's the ℓιттℓє things that count
Gimme Gimme:
heart Music & singing
heart Butterflies
heart Rainbows
heart Smiles
heart Children
heart Girls ♬What's on my iPod♬: I Believe // Yui Aragaki C.H.E.R.R.Y. // YUI Memories // Yui Aragaki
Ugh, get them away from me:
talk2hand The dark
talk2hand Spiders
talk2hand Bullies
talk2hand Scary movies
talk2hand Someone finding out that I am attracted to girls.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:44 am
►Kay Jennings◄ kcsb91  "Why live life safe when you can live it fast?" Ⓐ ℐℇω Ŧℍ𝔦ℏ𝔤ჷ ค ๒ σ u t ๓є I go by Kay. Some one once told me I look like a bit of a boss On my last birthday I blew out 18 candles. I don't know if you noticed but I'm a Woman and you can find me hitting on other girls. I admit to have dyed my hair once or twice, but right now my hair is Blonde, with a bit of pink. People usually marvel at my hazel eyes. I tend to be a little...pushy when it comes to getting my friends to do things I think will help them in the end. But god help you if I find you messing with one of them, cause I'm not one to be very forgiving when it comes to picking on girls..
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.
In these past 18 years I've seen Alot of places, since my family was always moving for my dad's job. He was a PR for some big company so his family always had to be 'picture perfect'. Maybe that's why I fought against it tooth and nail, trying my very hardest to make everyone see that the smiles they always saw on the faces of my family were only masks. Then freshmen year we finally stopped moving and I started high school at a place just riddled with good little kiddies. So I made a close group of friends and made it my job to show them what life was really all about in every way I could.Did I forget to mention that My parents are now divorced, but to keep up appearance they still live under the same house though in different areas. It's the ℓιттℓє things that count
Gimme Gimme:
~ Music
~ Fun
~ Friends
~ Parties
~ And a secret place ♬What's on my iPod♬: "Good people" by Jack Johnson
"Bad Influence" by P!nk
"New York City" by Mason Jennings
"Ain't No Rest For the Wicked" by Cage the Elephant
"Breathe Today" by Flyleaf
Ugh, get them away from me:
~ Jocks
~ Super Preps
~ Parents
~ Rules
~ Pressures
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