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 Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2011 3:30 pm
S U M M E R . . . . .Reserves;;;; Are to be mail to me with the secret phrase; triplexllama and a pirate smiley. Profile Skelly; [align=center][img]http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h365/Sydstarr/Blank.jpg[/img][/align]
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[size=14][color=3]Username[/size] I changed my mind,I want a ninja smiley.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 2:01 pm
█ ██ █ » Rebecca Elaine Aerhart
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❝Life's no fun without a little danger.❞
............↖ ↗ ι gσт тнιѕ ηαмє ωнєη ι ωαѕ вσяη: ............
Rebecca
............↖ ↗ ι gσ ву α ∂郃єяєηт ηαмє тнσυgн: ............
Becky, Becca, Beck
............↖ ↗ ι'νє вєєη αяσυη∂ ƒσя тнιѕ мαηу вℓυє мσσηѕ: ............
Sixteen
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Female!
............↖ ↗ι тнιηк ι ℓιкє ♂ вєттєя тнαη ♀ тнєяєƒσяє ι αм: ............
Straight as an arrow
............↖ ↗ ησ ¢σηтα¢тѕ ƒσя мє: ............
Brown
............↖ ↗ ιт'ѕ ηαтυяαℓ,ι тнιηк ιт ιѕ αηуωαу: ............
Brunette
............↖ ↗ ι'м ησт тσσ тαℓℓ αη∂ ι'м ησт тσσ ѕнσят: ............
Five feet Two inches
............↖ ↗ ρℓєαѕє,ℓσσк αωαу ƒяσм тнє ѕσв ѕтσяу: ............
My parents didn't want a child. They were both seniors in high school who just couldn't support a family. I wouldn't be here today if my mother's mom didn't believe in abortion. Once I was born, I was given to a woman who had just lost thei newborn child. She took care of my until I was three and she was deployed to Pakistan where she was most unfortunatly killed, but I didn;t understand it at the time.
I was then put into the foster care program in London. I was moved from family to family about every six months for the next three years, none of them were horrible but I never felt loved. More of a burden really. When I was seven I lived in an orphanage. It really was a nice place. There were about twenty other girls and boys; we'd play together. We were the first family I really had. Once I turned ten I was finally adopted by the same people I live with now. They were an older couple with a boy my age, and twin teenage girls. They allowed me so much freedom I could do whatever I wanted.
Me and Luke, my adoptive brother, got into all kinds of trouble as kids, and then teenagers. He was so disapointed he couldn't travel with me this summer, but he has to attend summer school. it's his own fault, he's bloody stupid sometimes.
............↖ ↗ ι'м ѕσят σƒ ℓιкє тнιѕ: ............
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I'm not a quiet person. When you first meet me, you might think I'm a little bonkers, and I just might be, but I choose to embrace it. I'm a major tomboy who never looks before she leaps. I've never been much of a romantic, but I live for adventure, even if it gets me into trouble. I'm a bit clumsy and I have a thick British accent.
............↖ ↗ gινє ιт тσ мє,ρєαѕαηт: ............
✔ Candy!
✔ Converse
✔ Adventure
✔ London
✔ Dogs
............↖ ↗ ѕєяναηтѕ,тαкє ιт αωαу!: xxxxxxx
➸ Meatloaf
➸ Skirts
➸ Math
➸ Boring people
➸ Cats
............↖ ↗ ησωнєяє ηєαя мє.......: xxxxxxx
✗ Snakes
✗ Fire
✗ Bees
............↖ ↗ ι нανє α ѕтяαηgє ƒєєℓιηg тнαт ι αм α ρυρρєт: xxxxxxx
iCarrot-ness
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 2:03 pm
█ ██ █ » Aislinn Jada Mayve
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❝Wherever you go and whatever you do, May the luck of the Irish be there with you..❞ ............↖ ↗ ι gσт тнιѕ ηαмє ωнєη ι ωαѕ вσяη: ............ Aislinn Jada Mayve ............↖ ↗ ι gσ ву α ∂郃єяєηт ηαмє тнσυgн: ............Ash, only this dearies. ............↖ ↗ ι'νє вєєη αяσυη∂ ƒσя тнιѕ мαηу вℓυє мσσηѕ: ............ Twenty ............↖ ↗ тнє ∂σ¢тσяѕ ѕαι∂ ι ωαѕ ∂єƒιηιтєℓу α: ............A dancy lady~ ............↖ ↗ ι тнιηк ι ℓιкє [♀ or ♂] вєттєя тнαη [♀ or ♂] тнєяєƒσяє ι αм: ............Heterosexual ............↖ ↗ ησ ¢σηтα¢тѕ ƒσя мє: ............ Soft Periwinkle Blue ............↖ ↗ ιт'ѕ ηαтυяαℓ,ι тнιηк ιт ιѕ αηуωαу: ............Blonde with a slight touch of Brown and a tinge of Red ............↖ ↗ ι'м ησт тσσ тαℓℓ αη∂ ι'м ησт тσσ ѕнσят: ............ 5'4 ............↖ ↗ ρℓєαѕє,ℓσσк αωαу ƒяσм тнє ѕσв ѕтσяу: ............ Now for my long heart-felt story. Ready, Set GO:
Born in May on the day of the eighteenth, I, Aislinn Jada "Ash" Mayve, was the child to Jeremy Harv and Bridgette Joan Mayve. Born in Los Angeles, California. Land of Parties and Famous People. My two lovely parents had the best jobs in the world. My daddy-o is a CEO of a marketing business. My mommy-o is a baby-sitter. Sometimes. She loves kids and takes care of anyone's kids from Santa Barbara to San Diego. My dad might look like a menacing man, but really he's a soft teddy bear. When I was five, my dad took me to London. It was really awesome, I love London, I even told my dad that I wanted to live there one day. Zooming past a few months, my mom got diagnosed with Depression. It was really hard talking to him sometimes. She'll just sit there and stare at nothing, wasting her life away.. I mean, I know she got sad a little.. But, I was five, what am I suppose to think? Even do? Her little business ended, obviously. Kids were all upset, I felt really sad to. I even remember getting mad at her for being so sad. Oh, how silly I was..
Passing on when I was eleven, I was going through the stages of liking a certain boy. I was only in the fifth or sixth grade when I met him. Dear ol' Danny. He was just.. I dont know, cute? By this time, my mom was on medicine, and acting better. She and I talked hours about him. I knew I liked him from the start. My eyes will bulge out of my eye sockets, my cheeks will feel like it was on fire, I would get so.. girly. Mind you, I was already known as the big CEO child and I dressed like a tomboy. I loved boy clothes, it felt so..comfortable. For me to feel girly and wanting to dress in frilly things was different for me. Anyway, a year after, me and Danny only got along cause we were so into the sport of Soccer. We played outside with our friends all day everyday..except on Mondays and Sundays, I didn't understand back then, but I later found out when me and him got really close.
In the eighth grade, I shared my first kiss with Danny. It was like.. Nothing. It wasn't anything special. There was no sparks, no Im-suppose-to-be-with-you-'cause-we're-soulmates. I am not giving you the happy story of how I loved him. Well, I did.. It was a nice feeling. I soon found out why we couldn't hang on Mondays and Sundays.. He had these sessions with a psychiatrist. Turns out that his mother tied up to a chair and made him witness her own demise. It was traumatic for a young boy. I suddenly loved my mom more and felt leveled with him at that point. Later on, I spent my thirteenth birthday going to Italy with Danny, with my mom of course. We went everywhere, stayed for three days, two nights. It was too perfect. The trouble that I got in with him. He was like the Angel of Darkness and I was his victim. Yes, you may be wondering why Im talking like I know these things. You gotta remember, I am now Twenty and this was when I was thirteen. Anyway, I got side-tracked, when we went back to LA, my dad wasn't home. My mom didn't mind. We all thought he was out at work, or at a corporate party. Boy, were we wrong.
Few days later, we got super worried. He wouldn't return our calls, no one has seen him. There. Was. No. Parties. We drove all over Los Angeles and out of our boundaries to ask if they've seen my dad, her husband. No one has seen him, which is kind-of saddening. Knowing he's not here? I got really depressed. No sports for me, no playing/hanging out with Danny. Nothing. Then Danny started to get worried. He would come over, ask my mom if I was home or if I was can I play with him or something. She'll lie for me, saying that I was sick or just out and tell him that she's depressed about her father. It was so empty without him. We were gonna resort to calling the police to quicken their pace to finding him, when they came to our house with my dad's favorite tie. I nearly cried.. Scratch that out, I did cry. They told us that they found him in a creek, dead. Cold. DEAD. D-E-A-D. I balled out. I sobbed and sobbed for days and days. My mom stopped taking her medicine and resorted to drinking.. She drank for comfort when I resorted to partying, being the opposite of what I was. A sweet, innocent girl. Now, I was a dark, disobeying girl. No dad to stop me. Ever. My mother couldn't even get out of the house.. I partied with Danny and friends all night. Thus began my drinking at a age of thirteen.
At the age of eighteen, I was back in my room. My mom had a psychiatrist and was taking her medicine and took over my dad's place, refusing to marry anyone else. Let alone date. I also found out that Love was stupid and I never wanna fall into it again. Danny, at age fifteen, took my Virginity. Yes. A age young.. Yes, no protection. Yes. We were drunk.. No, I was. I guess I told him I wanted to have it and get it over with.. My dear sweet Danny took advantage of me at my weaken state and we had sex. The next morning, I couldn't remember anything, barely. I just remember me puking and yelling at Danny.. Now, that Im eighteen, I got to more parties, ignore Danny, have my fun, act like an a**, and have no rules. But, I keep a low profile. I dont go crazy versus some other kids. Now that I think about it.. I was so stupid. Ending this now, I am twenty and I've gotten permission to go on a trip during this summer. Mom approved, Danny denies it. But, who gives an actual ********? I just hope I dont get to attach, ya'know? I love my mom and my state of Cailfornia.............↖ ↗ ι'м ѕσят σƒ ℓιкє тнιѕ: ............■ □ ■
I know I am a bit of a party girl. I go to alot of parties, I drink, get drunk and stuff. I dont know what to do without the excitement in my life. I tend to be very wild and show my thoughts to others all around me. It could be a hobo, a rich person; i.e Mayor, President, CEO, etc. Dont get me wrong, I have a softer side.. Which only comes out when Im sober. Most of the time. When my friends are going through a hard time, I pitch in a ear and comfort them. (Sometimes comes at a expense of missing out on a party) But, I am no party-aholic. I can live without an party or two. I dont have to go, but it's so much fun just to act crazy with a bunch of friends. Whilst that being my outside personality, within me is totally different.. On the days and nights I dont party or dont have to go school, I am a stay-at-home-gal. I have no make-up, I have a cup of joe, and sit there and do whatever is needed of me to do. Also, I am very some-what naive and sensitive. I try not to be so much.. But, sometimes, I get caught up in the moment and I tend to pour out my soul and cry. But, it usually just takes the wrong kind of ******** words to made me do that, so I tend to stay away from doing anything. Which means, falling in love.. If it even exists. And, I hate not knowing what happen.. When Im not drunk enough I write what had happened the night before when I wake up.. Granted my slurred writing is hard to read, but I usually have an idea of what I did. Anyway, to make this even shorter.. I have a tough front, a soft inside, I listen very well, I care, I hate anything that pisses me off, I love parties, I love drinking, and most of all, I hate the idea of being sucked in the world of Love.............↖ ↗ gινє ιт тσ мє,ρєαѕαηт: ............ ✔ Parties ✔ Drinking; Only when I am at parties~ ✔ My friends! (And new people~) ✔ Loud music (or music in general) ✔ Sweets~............↖ ↗ ѕєяναηтѕ,тαкє ιт αωαу!: xxxxxxx➸ Being home doing absolutely NOTHING.➸ Low-rated parties. (Particularly ones without Booze)➸ School. ➸ Looking/Smelling Cigarettes➸ Posers/Liers/Heart-Breakers ............↖ ↗ ησωнєяє ηєαя мє.......: xxxxxxx✗ Falling in love so quickly. ✗ Being taken advantaged of. ✗ Not remembering the next day. ............↖ ↗ ι нανє α ѕтяαηgє ƒєєℓιηg тнαт ι αм α ρυρρєт: xxxxxxxiNessieMonsterRawr
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 5:19 pm
█ ██ █ » Bradley Layne Cooper
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❝The sun never sets on the British Empire..❞ ............↖ ↗ ι gσт тнιѕ ηαмє ωнєη ι ωαѕ вσяη: ............ Bradley Layne Cooper ............↖ ↗ ι gσ ву α ∂郃єяєηт ηαмє тнσυgн: ............Brad, only. ............↖ ↗ ι'νє вєєη αяσυη∂ ƒσя тнιѕ мαηу вℓυє мσσηѕ: ............ Nineteen ............↖ ↗ тнє ∂σ¢тσяѕ ѕαι∂ ι ωαѕ ∂єƒιηιтєℓу α: ............Do I have boobs? ............↖ ↗ ι тнιηк ι ℓιкє [♀ or ♂] вєттєя тнαη [♀ or ♂] тнєяєƒσяє ι αм: ............Heterosexual ............↖ ↗ ησ ¢σηтα¢тѕ ƒσя мє: ............ Brownish ............↖ ↗ ιт'ѕ ηαтυяαℓ,ι тнιηк ιт ιѕ αηуωαу: ............Brunette ............↖ ↗ ι'м ησт тσσ тαℓℓ αη∂ ι'м ησт тσσ ѕнσят: ............ 5'10 ............↖ ↗ ρℓєαѕє,ℓσσк αωαу ƒяσм тнє ѕσв ѕтσяу: ............ I grew up straight up in London, New England. My parents had me too early..or late. I forgot. When I was old enough to walk and semi-talk, they threw me into modeling. Of course, it was high-class and I've been doing it for years on end. I was quickly known all-over the world. I just quit recently. Like, when I was fifteen. Reason behide it? I hated how everyone wanted to do this and do that and kept saying, "Dont do this Brad." Or even worse, my parents banning everything I held dear to me.
When I was six, and just done multi shots of photos, my mother began to argue with my father all about how her son's career is more important that her husband's "busy" job. She had always said something about him cheating on her with the temp. I was six at the time, all my parents said were bad words, and I couldn't repeat them. It was against my morals. A year later, my mom told me we were gonna stay at Aunt Liza's for a while.. I was seven and I loved my Aunt Liza. So, I didn't see anything wrong with the picture. Hanging with Liza? Why not?
We ended up staying for a few weeks. We haven't gone to my agency, which I was happy. No waking up at the dawn of time and not coming home till my feet hurt. It was Liza's house all day with my cousins, Amy and Andy. They were twins. Yet, I remember, everytime I went to play, usually with mud or something, my mom would start to call me over to make me stop, but Liza pulled away and always handed her water.. Or it looked like water. I went to go drink it once and it was sour and icky. Now that I remember.. It was vodka. Straight up. That same night, I overheard my mom and Liza talking, when I went to go use the bathroom. They were speaking of the divorce that my mom wants and how she wanted me. At that age, all I wanted was a dad that was there or not. Knowing that I had a hot-shot dad is awesome. I rushed down, yelling "No!". My mom actually got teary eyed.
Two days after that, we went back home to see the house clean.. Well, thats what you get when you have maids. My father was home, watching TV with some of his buddies. Apparently, my father missed my mom and welcomed her with open arms.
When I was fifteen, already known as thee Bradley Cooper all over the world. All of the girls in London swoon over me. Not to be modest, I actually loved it. Taking in the love and no hate. Well, who knew that this year will start a life-time of problems. Six days after I quit Modeling and making the girls sad, my parents had left to Los Angeles for some thing.. I didn't care. I had a babysitter, who didn't do much but had her boyfriend over. The sounds that they made. I blocked it out with my loud music. The babysitter and her boyfriend went to my room, told me to turn it down.. Or atleast thats what I got from them. They were slurring their words.
Seconds later, when I said no cause they were having sex downstairs. The BF got mad and yelled, "Do you even know what it is?" Of course, I did. I was fifteen! Never had it, but heard of it. ............↖ ↗ ι'м ѕσят σƒ ℓιкє тнιѕ: ............■ □ ■
Let me warn you now, I may look mysterious, hard to get and whatnot, but I am not. 'Member, dont judge a book by its cover. I am quite nice and loving.. When I had my fill of booze. Nope, Im not an alcoholic, but I love to drink it. It's the only thing that makes me buzz out the bad stuff that my.. Well, anyway. I can be awesome, outspoken and rude. But, I dont over-rule anyone, I take everyone's side, or just the person that sounds just right. When I dont have my fill, I act groggy and mean. Maybe, I just dont talk to anyone and get it. I dont smoke, which is oddity for me. Everyone suspects that I do.. No, I hate it. I hate that habitat. The one and only habit I like is drinking, and only cause I do it to. So far, Im just really outgoing, outspoken, adventurous, and generally nice. Dont like it? Leave.............↖ ↗ gινє ιт тσ мє,ρєαѕαηт: ............ ✔ Parties ✔ Drinking; When I can ✔ My grand-parents ✔ Loud music (or music in general) ✔ Cats. (Ssshh)............↖ ↗ ѕєяναηтѕ,тαкє ιт αωαу!: xxxxxxx➸ Being home with my parnets➸ Low-rated parties. (Particularly ones without Booze)➸ School. ➸ Smelling like Cigarettes➸ Dogs. They are obnoxious. ............↖ ↗ ησωнєяє ηєαя мє.......: xxxxxxx✗ Being in a enclosed area. ✗ Some being taken advantaged of. ✗ Not having my booze. ............↖ ↗ ι нανє α ѕтяαηgє ƒєєℓιηg тнαт ι αм α ρυρρєт: xxxxxxxiNessieMonsterRawr
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:22 am
█ ██ █ » Emilia Nicole O'Brien
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❝Friendship is two pals munching on a well cooked face together❞
............↖ ↗ ι gσт тнιѕ ηαмє ωнєη ι ωαѕ вσяη: ............Emilia............↖ ↗ ι gσ ву α ∂郃єяєηт ηαмє тнσυgн: ............Emma............↖ ↗ ι'νє вєєη αяσυη∂ ƒσя тнιѕ мαηу вℓυє мσσηѕ: ............nineteen............↖ ↗ тнє ∂σ¢тσяѕ ѕαι∂ ι ωαѕ ∂єƒιηιтєℓу α: ............female............↖ ↗ ι тнιηк ι ℓιкє ♂ вєттєя тнαη ♀ тнєяєƒσяє ι αм: ............straight............↖ ↗ ησ ¢σηтα¢тѕ ƒσя мє: ............green............↖ ↗ ιт'ѕ ηαтυяαℓ,ι тнιηк ιт ιѕ αηуωαу: ............medium brown............↖ ↗ ι'м ησт тσσ тαℓℓ αη∂ ι'м ησт тσσ ѕнσят: ............5' 7"............↖ ↗ ρℓєαѕє,ℓσσк αωαу ƒяσм тнє ѕσв ѕтσяу: ............There is not much to say about my life, nothing too eventful happened. I was born to David MacDonald and Maria MacDonald, two crazy young people that were totally in love. They rejoiced at the news of a baby girl on the way, but there were complications in the pregnancy, and I was born dead, revived by some blessed miracle. They raised me, their perfect little angel, for the first five years of my life before my father started to get restless. He wanted to see more of the world, to experience more things before his life was over, and my mother only wanted to stay with me in Ireland. They fought over it a lot, in secret so I wouldn't be upset, and finally came to the conclusion that they were just too different. They were divorced, and my father left to travel. I went through my first years in school with only my mother to support me, and we managed alright, but my mother was having a harder time than me dealing with this lifestyle. She needed someone by her side, to make her feel loved in a way her daughter couldn't, and her boss Mr. O'Brien was the one to make that happen. She was his secretary, a mere variable in the lives of people of his status, but he noticed her. Noticed her soft brown eyes and the strained smile she put on for everyone to see. Through my ages of 6-8, they dated a lot, and soon were engaged. It was a gorgeous wedding, and I gained myself an older brother. Patrick. We were close as step-siblings could be, he would pick on me affectionately, and I would depend upon him for support and safety. I also gained a little brother too, through my father's new marriage to an American woman. They had a baby boy when I was 10, his name is David. School life was rather uneventful, I wasn't that noticed in elementary school, and not so much seventh grade either. I went to visit my dad every so often, made sure to be part of my little brother's life.
High school was when my social life burst into existence. I was pretty, and I was talented, and I was able to fit into any social circle there was. I rose to popularity among the masses, but still had my jealous enemies as well. Patrick was there too, though he was 2 grades ahead of me, so he was much busier than I was. But he had his cool group too, which only added to my own followers. I balanced friendships and grades rather well, sometimes the quality of one or the other slipping below favorable. I worked on my dancing and pottery the most though, hoping to maybe do something with one of those when I graduated. My other option though is being a counselor for young adults. There has been no time for boys in my school years, but the summer after graduation I did meet someone. On a trip to Italy, compliments of my step-father, there was a boy. I won't tell you anything more though, it's my secret. ............↖ ↗ ι'м ѕσят σƒ ℓιкє тнιѕ: ............■ □ ■ I'm more reserved than most people would like, and am often called anti-social. It's not true at all, I do like to socialize, I go out all the time with my friends. I just keep to myself a lot, and don't really speak unless I've been spoken to. I'm not stuck up in any way, my popularity at school has been won because I just simply get along with everyone. I'm understanding of other people's differences, and I accept my friends for who they really are on the inside. Despite all this though, I'm not a push-over, not even a little. If someone is messing with me or my friends, or trying to manipulate us, I will deal with it right at the source. I only forgive if there is good reason to, and I don't stick around in relationships that are only hurting someone.............↖ ↗ gινє ιт тσ мє,ρєαѕαηт: ............✔ Pottery ✔ Lyrical dance ✔ American pop culture ✔ My two brothers ✔ Ireland beaches ............↖ ↗ ѕєяναηтѕ,тαкє ιт αωαу!: xxxxxxx➸ Swimming (don't know how) ➸ Rumors: both false and true ones ➸ Clumsy days ➸ Paper cuts ➸ Being awake in the middle of the night ............↖ ↗ ησωнєяє ηєαя мє.......: xxxxxxx✗ Darkness (it's just creepy okay?) ✗ Drowning (can't swim) ✗ That there is no meaning to life ............↖ ↗ ι нανє α ѕтяαηgє ƒєєℓιηg тнαт ι αм α ρυρρєт: xxxxxxxCadenza of the Heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 5:02 pm
█ ██ █ » Anadara Thetys Demopoulos
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❝qυσтє❞ ............↖ ↗ ι gσт тнιѕ ηαмє ωнєη ι ωαѕ вσяη: ............
Anadara
............↖ ↗ ι gσ ву α ∂郃єяєηт ηαмє тнσυgн: ............
Ana,Adara,Dara,Nat,or whatever else floats your boat,Chuck
............↖ ↗ ι'νє вєєη αяσυη∂ ƒσя тнιѕ мαηу вℓυє мσσηѕ: ............
Eighteen,going on nineteen
............↖ ↗ тнє ∂σ¢тσяѕ ѕαι∂ ι ωαѕ ∂єƒιηιтєℓу α: ............
Female
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Heterosexual
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Black
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It's not. Natural is red,but I dye it white blonde or brown.
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5'9"
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Life story
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Personality in a paragraph
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✔ Like 1
✔ Like 2
✔ Like 3
✔ Like 4
✔ Like 5
............↖ ↗ ѕєяναηтѕ,тαкє ιт αωαу!: xxxxxxx
➸ Hate 1
➸ Hate 2
➸ Hate 3
➸ Hate 4
➸ Hate 5
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✗ Fear 1
✗ Fear 2
✗ Fear 3
............↖ ↗ ι нανє α ѕтяαηgє ƒєєℓιηg тнαт ι αм α ρυρρєт: xxxxxxx
H e r o - L l a m a
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