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 Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:17 pm
The Alchoholic -  "Those times in life we learn to try, with one intention
Of learning how and when we'll die, but we can't listen
I wish to god I'd known that I, I didn't stand a chance
Of looking back and knowing why, or pain of circumstance
"
Oh... I didn't see you there... You want me to tell you about myself? Uh, okay then... 18 years ago, I was born to Jacob and Linna Johnson. At birth, the couple named me, Raine Johnson. If your that blind, I'm a female, thank you very much. Enough yet? No?! Ugh, fine I'll tell you more... If your around me, I tend to act crazy at times, calm, quiet at first, playful, flirty. You can see me, but I'll explain my apperance to you in words too. I have reddish brown hair it looks a bit more red tho it reaches down to my mid back if not shorter. I have dark blue eyes that look bright in the sunlight. Im short but not to short I'm about 5'4-5'5 and i weigh about 100 pounds. I have curves in all the right places, im not to fat or to skinny. Im not to pale but im not dark either. I have my ears pierced three times as well as my eyebrow,lip,tounge and belly button.
I have 3 tattos one on my lower back which is a wolf paw with wings coming out of it, a tiger with a bamboo tree on my left side and a paw prints on my chest.
Woah! You want to know about my past?! Fine, if I tell it to you, will you stop bothering me? No?! Fine, I'll tell it to you anyways... My parents were a happy couple. Just out of high school, but then my mom got pregnant with me. They were happy at first and even when I was born they were still happy. When I turned 12 my parents began to fight and my dad would get drunk and beat me non stop. One night he went to far and raped me. I ran away the same night when they was asleep. I went and stayed with a friend of mine that belonged to a gang. I hanged with them and grew more like them. I began to drink and smoke. I didnt smoke often I loved to drink more then anything.
One day while I was out I ran into my Aunt and she knew about everything and asked why I was doing what I was doing and told her straight up why. My aunt being the good person she was signed beup for a rehab so I would be better not like it will help im not chainging for anyone.
Some extras that might be handy to you... I like drinking, partying,music,smoking. I dislike Her dad, her family, not being able to drink, being told what to do.. There you go, now can you please leave me alone? Thanks. temarirules "So here's my song I wrote in time, when it was needed
Through pain of heart or loss of mind, your burdens lifted
You aren't alone just know that I, can't save our hearts tonight"
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:19 pm
The Drug addict/Alchoholic/Smoker -  "Another cigarette, and I'm so bored
Your words are making sense
And I was taken, but you were waiting
One more drink and I'm convinced"
Oh... I didn't see you there... You want me to tell you about myself? Uh, okay then... seventeen years ago, I was born to Alexander and Vitctoria Sixx. At birth, the couple named me, Leda Marie Sixx. If your that blind, I'm a female, thank you very much. Enough yet? No?! Ugh, fine I'll tell you more... If your around me, I tend to act rather loud and outgoing. There is never a time when I'm calm, not even when I'm high or drunk. I mean seriously! To tell you the truth, when I'm high or drunk I'm even louder, and more hyper than I normaly am. I'm never serious, due to the fact that I think life is just a big party. Boy am I ever wrong about that.. You can see me, but I'll explain my apperance to you in words too. I've got pink hair with a couple of black streaks in it that hits mid back. My skin is very pale seeing as I'm not in the sun very much. My eyes are a turquoise-like color that are pretty uncommon. My teeth are very white, and I can be found smiling alot unless I'm upset or mad even. My makeup is very out there, like my personality. I have a nose piercing, a bellybutton piercing, and a tattoo on my lower back.
Woah! You want to know about my past?! Fine, if I tell it to you, will you stop bothering me? No?! Fine, I'll tell it to you anyways... I grew up with my parents and twin brother in LA my entire life. My parents were in the music buisness and would leave my brother and I home with our grandparents alot of the time. My brother and I were really close when we were little, doing pretty much everything together. As we grew older, we started to drift apart from eachother. On our twelveth birthday, a tradgedy happened. My brother and I were walking to the park and he got shot in a drive-by shooting, along with two other people. I was terrified, and scared. Shortly after that happened, I got into drugs, alchohol, and smoking. It took my pain away. My parents never found out about this untill rescently. They were shocked, and kept telling me that if I had told them about this, they would have gotten help for me. But that's why I didn't tell them. I didn't want to be one of those people who was always with a therapist or phyciatrist. It just didn't seem right to me. They sent me here to a rehab place in Utah. I guess you could call it a rehab, but I'm not quite sure about that. I've been assigned a "Buddy" and I guess he's okay, but I haven't been around him long enough to know if he is or not. I guess I'll just have to wait to find out more about him.
Some extras that might be handy to you... I like boys, drugs, drinking, smoking, dancing, singing, playing guitar, drawing, roses, candy, gum, music, and my brother. I dislike liars, no drugs, no drinking, no smoking, being told what to do, idiots, my parents at times, old people, prunes, and hospitals. There you go, now can you please leave me alone? Thanks. xXxMimi-96xXx "Whoa, I feel just like we're taking Control
Of the night, of the night (yeah)
Whoa, I feel just like we're losing Control
But if you let go, I'll let go tonight"
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:20 pm
The Drug addict/Alchoholic/Sex addict -  "The path before you
Never coming to a halt
It stretches endlessly
From here into the unknown
Looking back
You barely see through the fog
What you were once, you are no more"
Oh... I didn't see you there... You want me to tell you about myself? Uh, okay then... 19 years ago, I was born to Demetri Amsel and Lorelei Engel. At birth, the couple named me, Wolfgang Zelig Amsel. If your that blind, I'm a human of the male variety, thank you very much. Enough yet? No?! Ugh, fine I'll tell you more... If your around me, I tend to act quiet. Not outspoken at all despite my addictions. I'm the type who likes to keep to himself most of the time but get in my face and tempers will rise. I guarantee you'll never win in a word battle against me. I'm intelligent for my age and despite my thick german accent I am confident in myself. I will sometimes speak in my native language, mixing it with English from time to time. You'd never know I even had an addiction to drugs, alcohol or sex.. You can see me, but I'll explain my apperance to you in words too. I have jet black hair, my natural color, that reaches just below mid back and it's all one length. My hair is the source of my vanity and I always part it to one side. My skin right now is naturally a very pale color but gives off a subtle glow that I inherited from my mother. My eyes belong to my dad and are a startlingly bright icy blue which I do tend to line with black eye liner from time to time. My build is not really all that buff but I do have muscle and am quite tall. Around six foot actually I believe. I have long slender legs as well. I don't always smile but do take care of my teeth as best as I can. My facial features are somewhat girlish but don't get me wrong I will be the dominating one in a guy on guy relationship. I have a lip piercing on the right side as well as my cartilage pierced about three times with a coil in two of them and a small ring in the other. I have no tattoos though because I find them repulsive.
Woah! You want to know about my past?! Fine, if I tell it to you, will you stop bothering me? No?! Fine, I'll tell it to you anyways... Before I was born, my parents were young and in love. Married at the mere age of 20 for my vater and 18 for my mutter, they were naive. They thought that they could start a family and with my vater working a full time job with no education past high school for the both of them. When my mutter became pregnant with me just two months into the marriage was when all hell broke loose. They couldn't take the stress and more than once my mutter left my vater to be with her family. She always came back in the end because she really did love him I suppose. Anyway when I was actually born was when they fell in love all over. With me not each other unfortunately. Needless to say, this caused for the divorce to be a hard one. I don't remember much because I was still a baby back then but I do know that my vater eventually got full custody of me because he at least had job experience and was better suited to take care of me. I see my mutter on occasion but I never really formed a bond with her.
My vater raised me to be a gentleman really. Not only that though, because my vater was a musician he pushed me daily to learn to play. From that I learned piano, guitar, and the violin. I can sing as well but I'm way too shy to even think about opening my mouth at a recital. I'm his prized possession when it comes to music. He was always taking me on trips to see other wealthy people to play for them and entering me in contests, showing me off whenever he got the chance. The pressure of being a perfectionist at music was starting to get to me and I started to drink each night to help calm me down. From there came the drugs. I had noticed a few boys that were in the recital I was in smoking weed before the show and asked if I wanted to join them. Being curious I did and I have never felt anything so entirely amazing in my life. We did many different types after the shows we had together as well to calm us down. Then they introduced me to my first lay. A petite girl who was a year younger than me. I was seventeen by this point and she was willing. I enjoyed the feeling enough to start sleeping around with anyone that wanted it. I haven't been tied down and don't want to be really. When my dad found out about everything he blew up. Sent me to some rehab place. I know it won't help. This addiction has it's claws in my and it's grip is iron. I like it that way.
Some extras that might be handy to you... I like drugs, alcohol, sex, girls and boys, playing my music, reading, singing in private to myself, girls that are DTF. I dislike relationships, girls who hide their bodies underneath baggy clothing, country music, watermelon (it has no flavor), cigarettes and prudes.. There you go, now can you please leave me alone? Thanks. AngelMadHatterOfDarkness "Each moment unique
None exactly the same
Defied, denied to live
And exist like this again
Now you will see you are reborn
Arrive, arise to your new world
As this one dies
Forever death will embrace everything"
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:22 pm
The Drug addict's "Buddy" -
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:23 pm
The Alchoholic's "Buddy" -
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:24 pm
The Drug addict/Alchoholic/Smoker's "Buddy" -
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:25 pm
The Drug addict/Alchoholic/Sex addict's "Buddy" -
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