Post by DELILAH MARY BROWN on Aug 30, 2009 20:53:11 GMT -5
[/color][/center][/blockquote]DELILAH MARY BROWN
it started with a low light
" you’re an unrescuable schizo or else you’re on the rag
and if you take him back i’m gonna lose my nerve
i never met a more impossible girl "
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NEXT THING I KNEW[/color][/blockquote]
they ripped me from my bed
[/b][/color] Delilah Mary Brown
NICKNAMES: Deli
GENDER: Female
AGE: Seventeen
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
YEAR: Junior,
MEMBER GROUP: Cut Throat
FACE CLAIM:
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AND THEN THEY TOOK[/color][/blockquote]
my bloodtype, they left a
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[/b][/color] The only person I’ve ever actually killed would be my mother, and I did it before I was even old enough to think. Yes, my mother died in childbirth. And yes, it’s pretty much all my fault…which is something my father is always quick to yell at me about. Needless to say I try and stay away from him.
2. I pride myself on being able to hide most of my feelings…the only ones I really can’t hide are rage. Needless to say I have some anger management issues. But people can never really tell when I’m happy. Actually, that’s the only feeling I can keep in check. Other than that I’m a mess of emotions.
3. I never lie. Well, almost never. I’ll lie if someone asks if I like them…the answer is always no. No matter what way they mean it. But when it comes to things like “Delilah, did you break that kid’s arm?” I’ll come up with some fabulous story. Sadly no one ever believes me…hey, I didn’t say I was a good liar.
4. I wake up early every morning. Five O’clock AM on a bad day, no joking. I guess you could probably say I’m not like most teenagers in that way.
5. I have never dabbled in drugs of any sort. I never drink. Probably because both of my parents were druggies and alcoholics, so I've seen first hand what it can do to people. I do not approve of partying...but sometimes I'll go out with friends just so I can drive. See? Even I'm not totally heartless.
6. Wait, did I just say I'm not totally heartless? I am. I'm actually meanest to those I love most, such as my best friends. You have to be a really special person to actually like me, I guess.
7. I know that most people at this school either don't like me or are afraid. I just tell myself I don't care...even though somewhere deep down I probably do. Oh well, at least I have my friends.
8. I fall in love way too easily, but always with the wrong guys. That's actually a very unknown fact. I've dated one of my teachers, a guy who was three years younger than me, and some guy who used to make me buy his drugs. And guess what? They've all hurt me. Not physically of course...but you get it.
9. I'm glad I killed my mother. From what I've seen she was a horrible, druggie bitch and I'm way fucking better off without her.
10. The first time I ever lost my temper was when I was little. Five years old...and it wasn't towards a person. It was towards my hamster. My father was drunk off his ass and yelling at me for nothing. So I went into my room, had a tantrum, and squished my hamster. Literally. With my hands.
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STRANGE IMPRESSION
in my head, you know that i was hoping
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whoa there, my name is elizabeth and i happen to be of the female species. i currently have sixteen number of candles on my cake but i've got two years -- almost three under my belt. i found this quirky site through I MADE US. by the way, you can contact me via
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msn: thisisGAYmaddie@hotmail.com
email: aperfectsonnetlover@gmail.com or through jonathan knox. now i'll show you what i'm made of.
It's three o'clock in the morning ,
* or maybe it's four *
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There were several reasons that Dani had decided to take a job as camp counselor during this particular Summer. One being money…everyone needed it, right? Two being her husband was going there. But if you asked her such a thing she would have flat out denied it…she was actually pretty fucking lucky she’d managed to get a position. She hadn’t sent in her application until it was almost too late…but surprisingly she got the job. Although Danielle wasn’t really sure if that was a good thing or not, especially not as she walked out of the cabin and shut the door behind her lightly, exhaling as she continued walking.
Luckily, being a counselor, she had no rules. Other than that she was supposed to enforce the rules on the other students, but Dani was too lazy to go around patrolling and looking for students who were out way too late, at least not when she was off duty. All she could really think about was how her “marriage” had been a huge mistake…of course. She had been the one who drank too much, got too stupid, and asked him to marry her. What had she been thinking? Even completely drunk off her ass she couldn’t have thought marrying Evan in Vegas would ever, ever work out. Why weren’t they divorced? Probably because Dani was still in denial of the fact that they were even married. They hadn’t even been dating before! They’d barely even been friends. It was insane.
Somehow her feet ended up taking her to the most unlikely of all places. Some kind of sports field…sports was just something she’d never been interested in, and couldn’t get interested in no matter what. But there was no denying that the sky did look pretty nice, and in a camp full of band dorks she highly doubted she’d end up finding anyone else there. Unless like her they’d wandered there on accident.
The iconic thing was that just as she was thinking this, and thinking about sitting down or something, she saw another person there. Sighing, she started to turn around and walked back, before kind of doing a double take. Even in the darkness the moon was still enough light for her to know who that person mere meters away from her was. None other than the person who was putting her through all this distress, Evan Gavria. Why had he even said yes? They were both to blame, even if it was her idea at first. He’d been stupid enough to actually say yes…had she expected him to agree in her drunken state? Oh, probably not.
“What are you doing here?” She said loudly with her feet planted to the ground. She really should have just turned away and left, but for some absurd reason she couldn’t bring herself to. Even though she hated him she still loved him…if that even made any sense. “It’s way too late for you to be out at this time of night.” It was pretty commonly known that relationships between campers and counselors were just not allowed…but they were married. So that was fine, right? Yeah, sure.
words * five-twenty-five
status * le-finished
tags * evan fo sho
credits * me for everything.
notes * ramble-istic
THAT I COULD LEAVE
this starcrossed world behind
this apptemplate was made by chaela and laurel from charcoal eyes, guys, and the titles are from spaceman by the killers
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