Post by Aurelia Dawson on Jan 23, 2010 9:49:14 GMT -5
AURELIA NICOLE DAWSON
is the only reason we're famous
" Good? Why in the world would I want to be so boring on purpose? "
S IS FOR THE SIMPLE NEED
i'm loving what you wanna wear
[/color]is the only reason we're famous
" Good? Why in the world would I want to be so boring on purpose? "
S IS FOR THE SIMPLE NEED
i'm loving what you wanna wear
NICKNAMES: Aurelia.
GENDER: Female
AGE: 300, appears 18
SEXUALITY: Straight
MEMBER GROUP: Demon ( Fire )
GOOD/EVIL/NEUTRAL: Evil
CANON OR ORIGINAL: Original
FACE CLAIM: Leighton Meester
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E IS FOR THE ECSTASY
i wonder what's up under there
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2. Loves hurting people with her words.
3. Fire Demon.
4. Her name means gold.
5. Likes to bluff, sneak around and lie.
6. Witty and smart.
7. Flirty. Loves one night stands.
8. Believes caring is a weakness.
9. Love an even bigger weakness.
10. Stubborn, cares less about others
11. Likes putting buildings on fire.
12. Hates crying, seeing people cry(unless she made them)
13. Dislikes pain.
14. Can speak fluently in English, Spanish and Russian. Knows little French.
15. Altough she is rather 'mannered', can lose her temper every once in a while.
16. Her moods change regularily.
17. Hates cold.
18. Hated the 70s-80s.
19. Hardly ever wears denim.
20. Loves scotch, and drinking in general.
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X IS TO MARK THE SPOT
wonder if i'll ever have it under my tongue
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whoa there, my name is kit and i happen to be of the female species. i currently have 17 number of candles on my cake but i've got centuries of roleplaying under my belt. i found this sexy site through cruising around the web and like the good little member i am, i know you want me to say death. by the way, you can contact me via PM. now i'll show you what i'm made of.
So what if it hurts me?
So what it I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge,
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
So what it I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge,
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
Daniel gave out a smile as she rested her head on his shoulder. He wasn't sure why, it rose on his face itself. In classical mechanics, an impulse is defined as the integral of a force with respect to time. When a force is applied to a rigid body it changes the momentum of that body. If life was as easy as mechanics were. But humans, much to his dismay had to have impulses wishes or urges, particularly the sudden ones were that freaked him out. And he, most of the time could control those. But with her, he had no chance at that.
He gave a small laugh as she could tell the perfume. And how she wasn't selfish, at all. "No, you didn't" He spoke softly, "Not from someone I cared more about then you," he said and also, turned to look at her, locking his eyes on hers. Soon enough, a hand was there for him to hold, and without even thinking it for a second, he took it. As she asked him her first question Daniel stopped, slowly taking off his jacket and pulled it onto her shoulders.
"There's nothing wrong with you," he spoke quietly only for the next question to be risen into the two. Marissa, he said and took his one hand and hid it in his two."You're one of the very few who got me to open up like how I did with you, probably the only girl I cared about so deeply," He said, "You're kind and caring, you're generous, outgoing and I love every second spent with you. The list just goes on and on," He said and kissed her hand gently.
It had been quite obvious to see that she was under the influence, though she acted remarkably well, if you were to let go the fall. Daniel had his eyes closed for a second or two when she had put her hands around his neck. Still felt as sweet as before, but as much as he tried, he couldn't get rid of the feeling he was that person - the person who you call drunk. The rebound person he knew very much who he was. Second best. But his feelings for her were so strong and with what she spoke to him, they only grew stronger and stronger. And definitely more harder to repress. As her hands were around his neck, his hands graced her waist,
As she whispered into his ears, Daniel was heartbroken again and yet, at the same time, he was so happy. It's been a while since he was this happy. And heartbroken. "Always," he spoke the truth. She was on his mind every time he listened to a song that reminded of her. Of them, when he sat down on a bench they used to spend hours with each other. All the little things they used to do.
And thats when the final question came. That made his stomach just twist and twirl every possible way. That knot in the stomach, that feeling he had felt before with.. Her. He shrugged and gave out a smile to ease the situation, the situation between her and his butterflies. "Probably," he said with a smile. He did have strong feelings for him, but he didn't wanna use her being under the influence. Or didn't want to be used. The only problem was he wasn't sure how good he could handle repressing those emotions.
I wanna hear my sound
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
I'm just trying to be happy
I just wanna be happy, yeah
'CAUSE THAT'S THE ONE I REALLY WANT
yes, sex is always the answer, it's never the question
hey, hey, hey, this app was made by SASS ATTACK ?! aka AJ at CAUTION 2.0. Changes were made by the admin of Hush!
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