Post by trinity faye eyre on Sept 3, 2010 1:34:39 GMT
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TRINITY FAYE EYRE ,,
trinity. twenty-one. local. heterosexual. megan fox.
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"First, I'm not quiet by any means. I absolutely hate those quiet, shy people. Truth be told, they make me incredibly nervous. Second, I will be as blunt as I have to to get shit through your head. I'm not afraid of hurting your feelings. My main point? More often than not, I can be a major bitch. I won't apologize if I think I'm right, which is often the case. As a matter of fact, I rarely apologize. I'm not gonna lie. If I did something, chances are I meant to do it and I won't regret it. You see, that's one of my.. codes, I guess you could say? Never regret anything... Well, almost nothing. I only regret one thing in my life, but we'll talk more about that later.
Okay, I'm gonna bare my heart and soul here, so don't laugh at me. I need attention; I crave it. I hate it when someone else steals my thunder. I am an absolute whore. Okay, maybe not. But, I'm addicted to love. I can't say that I've ever been in love exactly, but I love being loved and loving in return. Sometimes, I can make it a little hard to love me. It depresses me, but I know I'm a bitch and as much as I've tried before, I just cannot be an all around nice person. I'll have my nice patches every now and again, but they're usually far and few between... And usually aimed at guys. Yeah, I get along better with guys. Not just because I love love and, duh, I'm straight, but I just don't really get along well with most girls. I'm a dominating type of woman and I like to get my way... As do a lot of girls. So, I typically butt heads with other women. And, I honestly don't like feeling like I have to compete with my friends. Most days, I try my hardest to appear beautiful, even though I'm sososo ugly on the inside. I make fake my confidence, but in actuality, I hate myself. I hate that I hate myself. I need social assurance to be confidant in myself. And that little tidbit annoys me. Maybe someday I'll fix this problem, but for now, I'll continue acting strong while hiding my weaknesses."
Okay, I'm gonna bare my heart and soul here, so don't laugh at me. I need attention; I crave it. I hate it when someone else steals my thunder. I am an absolute whore. Okay, maybe not. But, I'm addicted to love. I can't say that I've ever been in love exactly, but I love being loved and loving in return. Sometimes, I can make it a little hard to love me. It depresses me, but I know I'm a bitch and as much as I've tried before, I just cannot be an all around nice person. I'll have my nice patches every now and again, but they're usually far and few between... And usually aimed at guys. Yeah, I get along better with guys. Not just because I love love and, duh, I'm straight, but I just don't really get along well with most girls. I'm a dominating type of woman and I like to get my way... As do a lot of girls. So, I typically butt heads with other women. And, I honestly don't like feeling like I have to compete with my friends. Most days, I try my hardest to appear beautiful, even though I'm sososo ugly on the inside. I make fake my confidence, but in actuality, I hate myself. I hate that I hate myself. I need social assurance to be confidant in myself. And that little tidbit annoys me. Maybe someday I'll fix this problem, but for now, I'll continue acting strong while hiding my weaknesses."
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"The family? I have an older brother, whom I adore so much. He's my favorite person on the planet and he's probably the only person I'm nice to consistently. He's away at war right now, which leaves me alone with mother dearest. That's right, dad's been gone a long time now. He left when we were little, but that's okay. I've gotten over it. So, mom raises us as a single parent. We're quite well off, though. Apparently dad was a multimillionaire. So, when mom and dad got a divorce, she got half. And then some. Because she won full custody of my brother and I. I don't really remember dad, but sometimes I kinda wish that I'd gone with him. You see, mom and I don't get along. Ever. We're too much alike, I suppose. So, we clash a lot. This doesn't make for a good relationship."
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"Well, I'm a local. I've lived here in Cornwall my entire life. As a matter of fact, I spent the entirety of my adolescence under one roof. We lived in the this nifty two story house by the shore line. But, of course, I had to move out eventually. I now reside in the apartment complex, alone."
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"Alright, so I was born on January twenty-third of the year, 1989. My brother is only two years older than me, but we always knew he would turn out to be the better child. I never resented him for it, mind you. He was my only true ally in this world. Anyway, just as everyone expected, he turned out to be quite the prodigy. He got amazing grades and he succeeded at nearly everything he did. I, on the other hand, have always been the underachiever. I was the one skipping class to go smoke a bowl with the crew. You see, I used to be the good kid. Well, in grade school, I was. Middle school was my turning point. After all, pigtails and cute smile could no longer keep me ahead of the game. Boys and finding ways to get higher became my main focus. The funny thing is, my brother still doesn't know that his innocent little sister isn't so innocent. I lost the big V when I was fifteen to a boy I didn't know very well and damn sure didn't love. Drugs roped me in at about thirteen. I hate lying to him, but I'm scared of the disappointment I'll cause him. After all, he's the only one who truly matters to me. And his opinion counts more than any other..."
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so hey! i'm [chase] and there is no doubt about it,
i'm a [boy]. i've been rocking in this world for [seventeen].
yanno this crazy shit called roleplaying? well i've been
doing it for [six/seven] years.
i'm a [boy]. i've been rocking in this world for [seventeen].
yanno this crazy shit called roleplaying? well i've been
doing it for [six/seven] years.
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go check out oliver's application.
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