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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 10:58 am
𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓓𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓪 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓮 ρяσƒιℓєѕ 'The Poison' by The All-American Rejects
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:02 am
Teresa Minava  “If I were to be someone I liked, would I still be me?” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ seventeen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 5’ 4” ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ none -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Teresa is generally friendly and polite, traits earned from her parents’ constant lectures on manners and proper social behavior. However, her friendly nature hides deep-rooted shyness. As long as a conversation remains docile and more-or-less formal, she can easily hold her ground until an opportunity arises for her to slip away. Otherwise, she is uncomfortable around others and unsure of how to interact. She likes to please, and will take up a request with minimal thought to make another happy and gain approval. In that way, she is rather trusting and naïve.
As she was raised to high standards, she developed personal perfectionism. She can’t stand not being good at something or messing up. Although she has kept her grades up and done well in her sports, she always has troubles trusting herself. She’s prone to bouts of light envy and insecurity. She tries hard to like herself and do her best, but she always seems to find fault in herself. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Teresa's whole life, from the time she was a baby, revolved around the concept of perfection. For as long as she can remember she had been dressed up and decked out for pageants and dinner parties. Any imperfections, from posture to enunciation, were quickly corrected by her mother or aunt, who would always explain gently that it was better for her that way. She wasn't allowed to run around, get dirty, or throw tantrums, and eventually, she accepted things as they were. At age seven, after watching her brother hurt himself climbing an old tree he was told not to, she understood that rules were made to keep people safe and that they should always be followed.
School was just another stage in her life, a stage in which she had to perform flawlessly. Grades stayed perfect along with her performance in many extra-curricular activities. Her brother seemed naturally great at everything, while she had to work extremely hard. She practiced tediously in everything and pushed herself to do even better than her best. Teresa saw no reason not to do something exactly right and she made sure to stay away from any type of failure.
However, the more that she strived to be perfect, the further she saw herself growing from her peers, and the less she liked herself. She saw flaws in almost all that she did, rarely enjoying her hard-earned accomplishments. .
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
Teresa wants more than anything to be accepted and to like herself, but she doesn’t know if she’s capable of such a change or how to go about it. Deep down she wants to quit the charade of perfection to maybe even do something crazy..
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
She’s scared that she won’t do things right and that she’ll grow up alone, useless, and lost. However, the thought of keeping up this image for the rest of her life scares her.
тнє ρσιѕση
Being left out or ignored
The dark
Scary stories and movies
тнє ¢υяє
Fantasy novels
Running
Tea and Scones
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--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? Speeding Cars – Imogen Heap ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? Hikari Bunni Tenshi ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:07 am
Aisling Isra Thanh  ”If you wear a mask long enough, you will become it.” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ Nineteen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 5’8” ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ Three small studs in her earlobes, two on her left; a tattoo of a small plane silhouette on the inside of her right ankle, and the word “thought-crime” tattooed in Arabic on the inside of her right wrist right over a linear, jagged scar. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Aisling is a pessimist with a perpetual smile on her face. She was in love with Mother Nature’s wonders in the Real World, and is now obsessed with Wonderland’s surprises. She is insatiably curious, always asking “Why?” like a child. She loves puzzles and riddles, but for all her at-first-glance-happiness, she is troubled by a dark mind that she constantly keeps shoves aside. Despite her pessimism, she believes in fighting and seeing everything through to the end. She trusts no one deeply, not even herself. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Aisling used to be called Isra, having always preferred that name. Isra was a most happy girl, in love with the most perfect boy, with just a handful of very loyal and fun friends. With a fairly well-off parents and extended family all over the Americas and Europe, Isra was used to traveling the world and making lasting acquaintances everywhere she went.
No one is sure where the downward spiral began, but suddenly she had pulled away from her friends, started avoiding her boyfriend, and seemed to hardly ever leave her room. No one knows she was almost raped one night by her own “perfect boyfriend” but barely managed to get away as he swore he’d get her sooner or later. Afraid no one would believe her if she told, she convinced herself there was only one way to escape her boyfriend’s leers and hints: Isra attempted suicide. She had just managed to slit one wrist when the sight of her own blood made her woozy and fall on her bathroom floor. Her parents rushed in to discover her bleeding and near unconscious, crying. They rushed her to the hospital and as she got bandaged up, she was made to start seeing a psychologist.
At her first meeting with the psychologist, she firmly told him that “Isra” had died, and that her name was “Aisling.” It was there that she retreated into her own imagination, hiding in Wonderland. She is on the road to recovery now, the first all-important step being a tattoo she had done right over the scar of her suicide attempt; the second being self-defense training. She still escapes to Wonderland, especially to get away from the reminders of what happened to her that are written in her parents’ worry lines, in her psychologist’s repeated questions, in her nightmares.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
Aisling Isra has always wanted to be a travel writer when she grew up, the perfect career incorporating writing and the great outdoors. But before that can happen, she needs to go to college or obtain an internship. And before that happens, she needs to get a G.E.D. and prove to her parents that she has recovered and responsible enough to do it.
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
The constant flashbacks to that night, and running into him again.
тнє ρσιѕση
Vulnerability
Solitude
Doctors and Nurses
тнє ¢υяє
Strength
Stories
Nature
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--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? Haunted - Evanescence ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? soreanna_19 ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:08 am
Charity Swallow 
“They told me that I could be whatever I wanted, but, when I was they still weren’t happy.” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ Eighteen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 5’3” ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ Scars all over her hands and back. As well as a small heart tattoo on the inside of her left wrist. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є She grew to believe that it was better to please others than try to think for yourself at all. She was still as stupid and naive if she gave into her mother’s preening in her father’s eyes as she was in her mother’s eyes when she listened to her father’s pipe dreams. Slowly as she watched this all, she watched her world begin to diminish and grew a hatred for the words, “I love you.” She grew up reserved and closed off, rarely sharing or showing she would care to know secrets. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Charity spent her time growing up picturing the perfect wedding and family, all the while playing cowboys and Indians with the boys and tinkering in her father’s workshop. Her father taught her she could be and do and create whatever she wanted. But as the time wore along and the older she got the more her mother and father fought over her.
Charity is running from the pressure of the world. She feels like she was forced to grow up and be someone she isn’t but has difficulty trying to define who “she” really is.
She thought she knew everything for a good long while as she grew up with her best friends, but the necessity for perfection in her neighborhood proved to be too much. Friends she had grown up with were taking their lives. She found herself coping in their tragedies with the comfort of her best friend, Aaron, who had been there every moment and shared every secret Charity had ever even silently thought. He was the one that sat and listened to her dreams about creating this thing and that thing, even pushing her to keep going when she couldn’t quite get the circuitry right. She fell for him and that was taken away.
A month or so back they had gotten into a fight over one of the deaths of her friends and she said something that she regretted and watched him walk away. Six hour later she received a call he was dead, he had suffered a blow to the head after an incident in the park below their favorite spot on the childhood tree fort and her best friend was gone, bled out before having an opportunity to hear her apology.
To top it all off, her parents had split up. The fake “I love you”s, as fake as they had sounded growing up, finally has pushed her over the edge. She feels like she is being swallowed up and spit out by a world that doesn’t care.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
Charity doesn’t want much. The only thing she wants in the world is to find who she really is and having an adventure in doing it.
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
Charity fears that the world really does not understand the true meaning of Love and Acceptance.
тнє ρσιѕση
“I love you.”
After Sunset
Modern civiliation
тнє ¢υяє
Gentlemen
Mystery & Adventure
Tinkering
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--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? Anything but Ordinary – Avril Lavigne ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? IvoryEpiphany ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:09 am
Lilian J. Alindra  “Most of the shadows of life are caused by standing in our own sunshine" ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ Sixteen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 5' 3'' ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ There are hidden scars from cuts and burns hidden on her upper thighs. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Lilian can be very caring, intellectual, and nice. Due to her parents and how they had raised her. That's only when she chooses to be, otherwise she's fragile and scared. She's very troubled by her past, so she won't let anyone get close to her. Even though she wishes someone would attempt to for once. Usually she can be found lurking around on the side as a bystander, so that no one notices her. She can't stand to be touched, because she doesn't want to be hurt again. If someone we're to talk to her, you would have to listen very closely. She is very shy, and speaks softly. Generally though she's starring off, or seems to be in 'another world'. So you'll have to get her attention some how without freaking her out. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Lilian was born into a rather wealthy family. Her parents weren't the typical snobby type though. They we're very caring and nice to pretty much everyone, but they we're always busy. Lilian basically raised herself, with the help of some others. She did learn after her parents though, and that was caring and being nice to everyone. When she started about 4th grade, things started to change. All the kids would talk about their families, and old memories. Like how their parents used to read to them every night or take care of them when they we're sick. Lilian never had that though, and that's when she began to feel lonely.
Eventually as she kept growing and moving up to middle school and more. Things had gotten worse, the kids started to treat her badly just because she was a bit of an outcast. Lilian had then started hurting herself, she would burn her thigh or cut them. Not only that, she had found a different world. Somewhere she could escape to. Sooner or later, things had once again gone bad. The kids began jumping her, not only for her being an outcast but also for her being in a rich family. She would come home with bruises and scratches, but no one had seemed to care. Eventually her fear of being touched and approached by a large group of people became about.
Now she sees herself avoiding everyone as much as she can, hurting herself even more, and drifting off into her other world. Even after all the years, her wishes for people the care is still there. But that side of her is slowly dying.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
Lilian wants to prove to herself that life isn't as bad as she thinks. She hopes to go onto college one day, and become a psychologist so that she can help kids that are like her. First she needs to get over her fear of being close to people.
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
Lilian fears of being surrounded by a group of people, or someone getting to close. Although she wishes someone was there at the same time.
тнє ρσιѕση
Crowds of people
Loud noises
Being touched without her consent
тнє ¢υяє
Playing games
Chocolate
People who care
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--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? Gorillaz - On Melancholy Hill ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? Dead_Rose_bm ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:10 am
Aaron Pender  “Most think being stuck is when you have to wait to change the situation. No, to truly be stuck is to have no choice, no options to get you out of whatever hole you’ve fallen into, and no amount of waiting or growing up can get you out of it.” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ nineteen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 6’ 1” ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ Right ear pierced four times and a small gauge in the left ear. “Carpe Diem” tattooed over heart. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Aaron is a very independent young man. While he still lives with his mother, his works hard at his low-paying job to be able to provide for himself, save up for college, and support his addictions. All of his decisions seem to be for himself, and therefore he doesn’t give much thought into them, just doing rather than planning most of the time.
While independent, he still retains his sociability, though with some sarcasm and light cynicism added to the mix. He can seem playful and devilish at times, but it seems to be all in good fun. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Aaron grew up as a large number of kids do, with fighting parents and the subtle kind of peer pressure that works best on kids living in the projects with a mother working three jobs. He used to be pretty a pretty happy-go-lucky kid with a devil-may-care attitude. He went to all the parties and tried almost everything that could mess him up for a few hours.
While his habits remained the same, his personality seemed to take a turn after his friend Kade, was found dead in a ditch after he wrecked his car. Kade had been Aaron’s friend since first grade, and without him, the boy fell into a short-lived depression. For three months he didn’t show up to parties, opting instead to enjoy his beer on Kade’s grave, talking to his friend as if he were still there. When he returned, everyone noticed the change in the lone friend. He wasn’t near as chipper or flirtatious, and to those that were closer to him, he would start spouting things about changing his life and doing something good. However, after a year, it seems that change has yet to come and everything is back to the way it used to be, mostly.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
Aaron hopes that if a college will accept him, he can go into psychology and childcare. He’d love to work as a counselor for children or even just a daycare worker.
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
Aaron’s secretly worried that he might end up like Kade, lying dead in a ditch and pumped full of booze and drugs. He doesn’t know what he’s doing with his life, but he knows this can’t go on forever. If his lifestyle doesn’t get to him, he can see himself ending it due to depression. This acknowledgement makes him uncomfortable.
тнє ρσιѕση
Quiet
Needles
Decision making
тнє ¢υяє
Partying and socializing
Sweets, particularly cookies
Interesting people
------------------------------- ( I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ) -----------------------------------------------------------------------
--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? From Now On We Are Enemies – Fall Out Boy ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? Hikari Bunni Tenshi ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 11:12 am
Cody Avery  “To die would be an awfully big adventure.” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ Nineteen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 5' 11" ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ Thin scars up and down his arms and shoulders. A few on his legs. Three piercings in left ear and a tattoo on his right eye. Always wears wrapped up bandages on both arms. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Cody has a dark side, he believes everyone does, but no one sees his dark side. He hides in the dark with his emotions, silent to things that make him feel. Instead, he drowns these things out with women and sex. He is flirtatious, charming, nice, and seemingly happy. He never lets on that he is upset or sad. Cody hates men, he fights with boys his age, and he doesn't bother with kids. He is loud and hyper even when it kills him to smile. Cody doesn't like being the center of attention but he is good at saying things people want to hear. He has a socialistic personality though he seemingly has no flaws. He smiles and cheers for others even when he shouldn't. Boundaries mean nothing to this boy; he likes to touch, talk, and do whatever it takes to get a smile or yell. That way he knows someone is feeling something for him. Cody is very good with persuasion and manipulation but he uses all of his traits for good and never bad. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Cody grew up with an abusive father. He would hide under his bed while his parents yelled and screamed. He tried to drown the sounds out with hiding his ears or chanting mantras in his head. At night after his mother would pass out, Cody's dad would knock him around to get back at his mother. He went to school often times with black eyes and bruises on his arms. After phone calls home, that quickly changed. His dad learned to hit him in places that bruises didn't matter or he hit him in ways that didn't leave marks. This was how the boy lived for a good ten years. At age thirteen he took up the art of cutting himself. In middle school, teachers ignored the bandages and lines of self abuse. Often times his arms were full of thin cuts and white scars.
High school only got worse as word got around that he was abused. Kids poked and prodded until eventually Cody dropped out. He refused to finish high school and even when it came to living at home full time he couldn't be persuaded to go back. Cody got a job at a simple gas station near home. He couldn't bring himself to abandon his mom. From there he turned into a player. He wooed girls and slept with them only to dump them the next day. It was one way the pain left his body besides the cutting. At home he hid in his room, drawing lines of blood on his wrists, arms, and shoulders until he was numb. Soon after senior year, or what would have been, Cody was introduced to drugs in pill form. He took those often to wipe away memories of the past or the present. After an accidental overdose he was admitted into an institute. Refusing to participate, Cody was often times labeled as a problem kid. He refused to do therapy and refused to do group events. He often found hiding places for his razors and still managed to cut. He wasn't able to sleep around as much but he still had a flicker of hope with his razors.
A year passed and Cody was still stuck in a ward he didn't want to be in. His mother often visited, but after a while he wouldn't respond to her either. The boy seemed hopeless and he couldn't handle the pressure anymore. He found a fantasy world he could be in and not worry about abuse or sex. He found Wonderland and this made him happier then any drug could.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
To forgive his mother and father and to stop cutting. Eventually he wishes to get his GED and become a doctor.
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
That cutting won't be enough; having to stay in the hospital forever; being sent back to live at home
тнє ρσιѕση
Father
Mother
Spiders
тнє ¢υяє
Music
Chocolate
Reading
------------------------------- ( I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ) -----------------------------------------------------------------------
--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? Concrete Angel - Martina McBride ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? Govner1100 ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 8:15 pm
Hynden Bray Ellis  “To be insane in an insane world is to be sane isn't it?” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ Eighteen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 5"11 ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ A tattoo of a music note on the right side of his neck and a large scar on the left side of his torso from when his mother cut him with a butcher knife. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Hynden has a personality that is defined by most as 'not quite there.' He is very withdrawn and typically in his own little world, which was a world called 'Wonderland'. Many think it to be odd when he does nothing but day dream or sleep in the middle of class, yet is still managing to maintain his grades to what they are, enough to pass with a solid 'B' through tests and exams alone. He lives a pretty carefree life and has never really caught himself doing anything really against his interest. He likes to live for the moment, keeping school at school along with the work it brings and home as his time to relax, the future just being what it will be.That attitude, however, has really managed to backfire on him many times in the past.
Hynden is very versatile and he can handle new situations exceptionally, being an optimist when it comes to finding the good in new situations. He has a rather positive was of thinking much of the time, but he also has pessimistic tendencies that prevent him from really being an optimist, so it's safe to say that he's both, if that really makes any sense. He won't typically lie to someone, but if he doesn't want to tell someone something, whether it be in fear that it will hurt either them or him, he may try to hold onto that information unless confronted about it. Hynden attempts to avoid confrontation, but will take it if needed. He doesn't typically do things he doesn't really want to unless he feels he has to.
Hynden doesn't really go up to talk to anyone that he doesn't know. Once someone starts talking to him, they then begin to think him odd when he begins to talk about escaping reality and dreaming rather than things most teenagers his age think about. Thus is the reason as to why he has a lack of friends. Since he has a tendancy to zone out often, he tends to be slightly oblivious to situations at hand, however he is grateful for the ability to drown out stressful situations, thus is the reason why he's usually so relaxed even in some of the worst of times, but when he does end up in a stressful situation and he does end up getting a grasp of it, it only rains down harder on him unless he manages to run away from it, which is something he gets tired of doing sometimes.ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? As a child, Hynden was bright and friendly, and also very outgoing. He had tons of friends and actually found himself to be quite popular with other children his age. Hynden's mother was a sweet and caring woman that owned her own little shop in the small town that they lived in that had a decent amount of business and employees, so she had a schedule that she adjusted to go to work when Hynden was in school and be home by the time he came home so that she could be there for him. His dad, however, was a business worker that would take an hour long drive to the city during the day and wouldn't come home until late at night. But he was still a loving father, making it to every birthday and Christmas for his only son. It was a very happy family setting.
When Hynden turned thirteen, his father was brutally stabbed and killed. Nothing was taken, not his wallet or credit cards, just his life. To this day, Hynden still doesn't know what had happened. When his mother had gotten the phone call, she had broke down, and after that things had changed for the worst. Hynden's mother had began to see a psychologist under the recommendation of his aunt. Once he gave her pills, she had become horribly addicted to them. It started with four every day, then it became ten, then it became fifteen, once the psychologist had cut her off, she had just kept changing doctors until she had gotten her fix. Her moods swings were horrendous. At one moment she would be the sweet mother she had always been, the next moment she would yell at him and blame him for his father's death, saying if they hadn't had a child then his father wouldn't have to work so late, and maybe he would be alive if Hynden was never born.
As time went on, Hynden's mother began to upgrade on drugs over time, getting some that were more dangerous and unstable. Ones that half the dosage could do to her what the previous had done. She had managed to go from prescription to illegal in a matter of a few years. Hynden had always wanted her to get help, but when he had began to think about it, it was help that had gotten her into this problem to begin with.
Soon, in order to coax her addiction, she had sold everything, starting with her business. All of her employees had left and she hadn't been making much money from it anyways, and she had sold it to someone who had wanted to tear it down for parking lot space. She had sold the house that Hynden had grown up in and traded it for a small one bedroom apartment. Hynden had worked around the house to keep he and his mother fed, he had done odd jobs here in there. When his mother began bringing random men and large amounts of money, he didn't question it, he would just leave and find refuge at the house of one of his friends after a walk and a smoke until the next day after school.
When Hynden was sixteen, his cousin, who was like a sister to him, had taken him in, deeming his mother unfit to take care of him. Of course, once she had realized he was gone, Hynden's mother had found him at his cousin's house and had demanded that she give him back to her. Of course, she was turned down and was told to leave. When Hynden had gone back he had found her on the floor. When the ambulance came they had told him that she was dead for hours. She had overdosed on a mixture of drugs. Since his mother had died, Hynden had been very withdrawn and rather distant from everybody. He would 'disappear' for a few days and would be back for a few days in school. Whenever she saw him, his aunt would constantly blame him for her little sister's downfall and death, and he began to believe her.
Hynden had found refuge in Wonderland when his mother had begun to downfall. He would find refuge there everytime he would dream, and soon he had become addicted to it, which is why he's always trying to dream when he could, but he would only ever make it there when he least expected it and wasn't thinking about it, or when situations got really bad.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
Hynden hopes to one day let go of his mother's death.
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
Hynden's biggest fear is to lose everyone and everything he finds important to him, especially Wonderland, mainly because it's the only thing he feels he has left.
тнє ρσιѕση
Drugs
Death
Harsh Reality
тнє ¢υяє
Wonderland
Dreaming
Having something to care about
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--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg? Misguided Ghosts - Paramore ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? ReaperInBlack ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 12:46 am
Donovan Laws  “How is it self-destructive to fight? I see no problem, quack.” ( Yᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Aɴᴅ I ɢᴜᴇss I’ᴍ ᴏʟᴅ . . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ησт qυιтє gяσωη υρ Seventeen мαякѕ ση тнє ∂σσя ƒяαмє 6' 0" ησ σηє’ѕ qυιтє ℓιкє уσυ Numerous scars from fighting and one piercing in his left ear. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ( I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ) -------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴏ sᴜʀᴇ . . . α ℓσσк ση тнє ιηѕι∂є Donovan is very self-conscious and suspicious. He doesn't trust anyone and once he does it is hard to break free of his questions. He is cold most the time and often he picks fights with others. Fighting is one way he relieves stress and other unwanted feelings. He hates doctors and therapists and won't talk to them. On the surface he is quite aggressive and cold but he only fears the worst. His issues make it hard for people to get close but once you're in, you're in. He enjoys the company of the female species; he uses males for fights. Donovan doesn't know the meaning of 'relationship' and he doesn't have any mind to figure out what that is. In general he is difficult to handle but sweet once he is broken. ωнαт αяє уσυ яυηηιηg ƒяσм? Donovan was abandoned in the streets at age two. A week later he was taken to an orphanage and at the age of fourteen he was finally adopted. He still doesn't quite get along with the family. He doesn't see a point in trying to get along. His fears of abandonment hold him back from life. He fights with gang members, older guys, drunkards, anyone to feel like he exists. He has been to the hospital and a therapists numerous times but neither help much. He has decided the world is against him. Even now Donovan fights random people. Anyone who pisses him off finds themselves in a fight. His "parents" don't know what to do with him anymore.
Recently though Donovan has found this place - world called Wonderland, a place he can hide in and take his anger out on anything in sight. People don't call him crazy and he fits in. Wonderland, a land he wants to be his home. This is his fantasy and he often travels there to keep out of the real world. He is trying to run from his anger but it isn't working very much.
уσυ’νє gσттα gяσω υρ ѕσмє∂αу
To find his parents and give them a piece of his mind
ησтнιηg тσ ƒєαя вυт . . .
Being abandoned and forgotten once again
тнє ρσιѕση
Yelling
Other guys
High places
тнє ¢υяє
Fighting
Girls
The unknown
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--------------------------------------------------------------------- ( ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs ) -------------------------------- ωнαт ∂σєѕ уσυя нєαят ѕιηg?
Independence day - Martina Mcbride ωнσ нσℓ∂ѕ тнє ѕтяιηgѕ? kiki_the_magiciangirl ------------------------------------------------------- ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴏᴀᴅ -------------------------------------------------------
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