MATUS, mindy evelyn

[MINDY EVELYN MATUS]

MINDY EVELYN MATUS

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FULL NAME: mindy evelyn matus
AGE: sixteen
MEMBER GROUP: whack job
GRADE: junior
BIRTH PLACE: maryland
RELIGION: christian
SEXUALITY: heterosexual
PLAYBY:taylor momsen

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AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT

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PERSONALITY ,

i'm scared. it's generally the first word that comes to mind when you meet me.
some have gone as far as to call me mouse-like. despite my look, i'm quiet, i'm
shy, but i have my reasons. my look is bold and eager, slightly edgy, scary...i aim
for that, truly. i want people to know that you don't always get what you see,
especially with me. people scare me more than anything else on earth...so many
emotions contained in a body is unhealthy, really. people can snap at any moment.
people are insane...two faced...scary, in general. and if there's one thing on earth
that scares me more than anything else...it's being hated. being hurt. i've already
been hurt so many times before. i'm easily offended, i suppose...but that's the
thing about me. you can never guess my mood, because i always seem completely
emotionless, unless i'm around one of my good friends. a lot of people actually
think i'm snobby, or something along those lines...because i don't speak much, you
see. they think i think i'm too good for everyone else, or something. maybe a few
of them even think i'm slow. i'm not. i just fear rejection. why would i walk up to
someone and speak to them if there's a chance of them turning me down? italian
is my first language, in case you didn't know. you might be able to tell by the
accent. but my father was american, so i speak fluent english as well. i'm an
extremely complicated person...ask anyone. my emotions are off the wall, but i
keep it all inside. and it's exactly what i fear about people most that happens to me,
i explode. with emotion. never anger, i'm not an angry person...tears, laughing,
embarrassment...i'm well known for running and hiding for the simple fact that
i'm embarrassed about something that has happened months earlier. i guess i'm
an odd ball. i'm not a mean person...i'm not sarcastic, nor am i rude. instead i'm
polite. my mother raised me with grace and manors, and i value such things. even
if my best friend isn't exactly the most polite fellow on earth. i don't judge...and if
you talk to me first, i'll talk to you. no questions asked. or if you happen to run
into me in one of my rare moods. as for likes and dislikes, i don't know. i like many
things. i like wine a lot...red wine, preferably. i adore fashion, photography, birds,
skirts, plaid, the color red, dancing...i love dancing. i took lessons for quite some
time. i love romance...i've never experienced much of it, but in the movies and
novels it seems so...amazing, you know? i'd very much like to experience such
a thing. i dislike people...not in a rude way, more in a i politely stay out of their
way type of thing. as stated before, if you speak to me i'll speak back, and nicely.
i dislike overly loud music, scottish music, being lied to, cold weather, hot
weather, being along...and yet at the same time i dislike being with strangers. i'm
a conflict of emotions in a 5'7 body. i'm a mess. you will never understand me.
and i kind of don't want you to.

HISTORY ,
my mother and father met when my father was touring italy.
they had some wine, they got drunk, they had sexual intercourse, and then they
had me. marriage was of course the next step...my mother's family was very
old fashioned, you see. my mother wore a white dress despite her pregnant belly,
and i had a decent upbringing. my mother is actually a top designer, you may know
of her, and my father a novelist. the two got along well, although my mother was
dating a man before she got with my father. i think part of her wants to be with
that man still. and my life was good. we had quite a bit of money, i was a happy
kid, and i used to be more...outgoing, you might say. my mother says i was a
winy child, but the cutest thing...my father says i've changed a lot. but i have
reasons for changing...i'll get to that later. my family is friends with all the most
important people, and i started photography at a young age. which is how i'm here
now. my parents raised
me well. they sent me to school, took me on vacations to america to meet my
father's family, loved me...and i rarely saw them fight. it wasn't until i was thirteen
that everything had to change. because of course nothing in life can actually
stay good, now can it?

it was...one of my father's collegues, you could say. the man publishing one of
his mystery novels. and there was a party, and i had my first tastes of champagne.
and before too long i was tipsy and heading upstairs to my room...only to find two
men in there...doing some things...i won't go into it, you don't want to hear about
it, i'll just say they took me against my will. numerous times. it was my father's
publicist and his boyfriend, if you will. my father had him sued for a large amount
of money, found a new publicist, and i was changed as a person. my father made
me see a shrink, my mother made me tea every five minutes, and i just wanted
everyone to act like nothing had happened...to go back to normal...but they never did,
and so i didn't either. and my parents didn't know what to do, i suppose...and so they
sent me here, in my freshman year. and i've been here ever since. it's not too bad i guess,
i've made a few friends, and life is good. or as could as it could be under the circumstances.

WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO

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NAME: elizabeth
AGE: young
EXPERIENCE: bj's mostly
TIME ZONE: lolwut
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[/color] lets see...holly, delilah, jackie, lucy, rebekah and spades. this is my last. i swear. ._.
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