Post by charlize juliet lacroix on May 12, 2009 3:01:29 GMT -5
he took the days for pageant,
BECAME AS MAD AS CHARLIZE JULIET LACROIX.
who could ask for anymore?
[/font][/i]BECAME AS MAD AS CHARLIZE JULIET LACROIX.
who could ask for anymore?
YEAH WHO COULD HAVE MORE.[/SIZE][/color][/font]
lying there with a halo in her hair she cried there are feathers everywhere but it's fine you do this all the time. crying now through a rusted smile she knows this isn't how he paid the bills before drug farm entrepreneur. go spin circles for me wound relentlessly around the words we used to sling. oh, such torturous things always chewing up the only ones i ever mean. if you're goin', then go. go go go if you're goin', then go. go go go. watch love get strangled by a kite's cold strings. fall comes early and summer leaves as a storm with the car keys. spark your heels up against the picket fence i built all your wishes they will sink like stones, slowly down a lonely well. go spin circles for me wound relentlessly around the words we used to sling. oh, such torturous things always chewing up the only ones i ever mean. if you're goin', then go. go go go if you're goin', then go.
hey there, ladies and gents. put your hands together for roxxie, because i pretty much kick ass. watch out world, i've been roleplaying for bout six years years and i'll blow you away. i'm nineteen years young, and still kicking it old school. i read the rules, and would like to say that cookie. i found this site from my friend, and you need to check out my other kids; not yet, but soon. but enough about me. let me get to my kickass character, charlize juliet lacroix but she'd prefer to be called charlie. she's seventeen years old but like that's stopping her any. she's pretty sexy. so sexy, that adriana lima could only wish to be as smexy as her. her hair is on fire, being a hot shade of golden brown and all. and, she's a beast! she stands at exactly five'nine. with two pools of steel blue, you have a right to be jealous.
come save me from walking off a windowsill,
OR I'LL SLEEP IN THE RAIN.[/center]
i love ballet, watching performances, performing, acting, dancing in general, music, fashion, photography, art, museums, parties, family, animals, playful pranks, laughs, basketball, boxing, wrestling, balconies, full moons, starry skies, picnics, camping, movie theaters -especially imax-, meeting new people, love novels, spicy foods, crepes, being surprised, pleather instead of leather, being involved and sweets.
not so much real leather, animal cruelty, nursing homes -makes her sad-, the judgmental, not being appreciated, cruel jokes, being embarrassed, drama, thumb suckers, stained teeth, cocky people, awkward silences, being lied to, having a bad day, being cornered, being touched inappropriately, being called honey, perverted comments and being manipulated.
i always keep eye contact, walks on the tips of her toes, rubs her arm for comfort, tilts her head when deeply interested, confused and or surprised. glances over her shoulder, blows her bangs away from her face, bites her lip when nervous, sighs for dramatic effect, and walks as if she is dancing.
i'm afraid of death, the unknown, twisting an ankle, something happening to her legs or feet, losing friends, being alone, anyone finding out about her past, big life changes, death of loved ones, being forgotten and being taken advantage of.
i keep quiet about being molested when she was a child. her love for bad boys. her grandmothers death and how it affected her. the year she spent in a mental institution for attempt at suicide and manic depression.
here's how i roll.
don't you remember when i was a bird
AND YOU WERE A MAP.
[/SIZE][/color][/font][/center]AND YOU WERE A MAP.
take me back to Arles, France
with the best folk,
and the annoying brats,
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let me tell you that story.
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this was the brain child of shawnna, a.k.a kissandsell of CAUTION 2.0. the lyric credits go to the wonderful panic at the disco.
this was the brain child of shawnna, a.k.a kissandsell of CAUTION 2.0. the lyric credits go to the wonderful panic at the disco.