Post by ema lee quinn on Nov 5, 2008 17:26:19 GMT -5
ema lee quinn !
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she's sixteen years young
and probably the best dancer you'll ever see.
she's the girl with the heart of gold
she's needy and clingy, but god how you'll love her.
trust me, she's kinda hard to hate.
. say goodnight and go [/color]
Skipping beats, blushing cheeks I am struggling. »inseparable.
Daydreaming, bed scenes in the corner café. »like siblings.
And then I'm left in bits recovering tectonic tremblings. »close.
You get me every time. Why d'ya have to be so cute? »average.
It's impossible to ignore you. Must you make me laugh »good.
so much. It's bad enough we get along so well »party friends.
Say goodnight and go. Follow you home, you've got your »drinking friends.
headphones on and you're dancing. Got lucky, beautiful »acquaintances
Shot you taking everything off watch the curtains wide»name-basis
open. Then you fall in the same routine flicking through »attached at the hip.
the TV relaxed and reclining. And you think you're alone. »fake friends.
Why d'ya have to be so cute? It's impossible to ignore »friend of a friend.
you. Must you make me laugh so much? It's bad »confidante.
enough we get along so well. Say goodnight and go. »to cry on.
One of these days, you'll miss your train and come stay »childhood friends.
with me. We'll have drinks and talk about things, any »rivalry.
excuse to stay awake with you. You'll sleep here, I'll sleep »love/hate.
there, but then the heating may be down again at my »enemies turned friends.
convenience. We'd be good, we'd be great together. »renewed.
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Where are we? What the hell is going on?The dust has »in love.
only just begun to fall. Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, »final.
feeling. Spin me round again and rub my eyes. This can't »lust.
be happening. When busy streets a mess with people »current.
would stop to hold their heads heavy. Hide and seek. »future.
Trains and sewing machines. All those years they were »past good.
here first. Oily marks appear on walls where pleasure »past bad.
moments hung before. The takeover, the sweeping »crush on jaden
insensitivity of this still life. Ransom notes keep falling out »crush on you.
your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. »physical attraction.
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you. You don't care »forbidden.
a bit. You don't care a bit. Ransom notes keep falling out »one night stand.
your mouth. Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs. »fleeting glances
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you. You don't care »friends with benefits.
a bit. You don't care a bit. »enemies with benefits.
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I got a lot to say to you. Yeah, I got a lot to say. »hardcore.
I noticed your eyes are always glued to me.»loathing.
Keeping them here and it makes no sense at all.»indifference
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone. Just the »strong dislike.
one, two I was just counting on. That never happens »mutual dislike.
I guess I'm dreaming again. Let's be more than this. »one-sided dislike.
If you want to play it like a game, well, come on, come »annoyance
on, let's play. Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending »avoidance.
Than have to forget you for one whole minute. They »by association.
taped over your mouth, scribbled out the truth with »enemies.
their lies. Your little spies. They taped over your mouth »jealousy.
Scribbled out the truth with their lies. Your little spies »fear
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I'm sitting in a room made up of only big white walls and »mixed feelings.
in the hall there are people looking through the window »role model.
in the door. They know exactly what we're here for. »admiration.
Don't look up. Just let them think there's no place else »bad influence.
you'd rather be. You're always on display for everyone to »good influence.
watch and learn from. Don't you know by now you can't »family.
turn back because this road is all you'll ever have. »roommate.
And it's obvious that you're dying, dying. Just living proof »respect.
that the camera's lying. And oh oh open wide, 'cause this »mentor.
is your night. So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style. »protective over jaden
You'll go out in style. If you let me I could, I'd show you »protective over you.
how to build your fences. Set restrictions, separate from »awkward.
the world. The constant battle that you hate to fight. »other.
. creds + rules[/size][/color]
this plot page was made by kassy, who is `harajuku on
white_pages. this plot was created just for the heck of it.
the lyrics that have been used are by imogen heap and
paramore. and yet again, the colours are from the colour
blender everyone uses. by the way, you shouldn't steal.
so, don't claim it as yours. chickens will chase you if you do.
so just don't even try, okay? thanks baby. that's sweet.
okay. post in and out of code. choose more than one
relationship. there's a lot to choose from, right? yeah.
and i have the right to change and/or edit anything.
be creative. we're not all friends and lovers and not just
enemies for the same reasons. make the history as
interesting as possible without making it overdramatic.
please and thank you! <3
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two 100x100, matching. right here.
[font=georgia][size=6]FIRST[i][color=339999 for boys, BE3CC7 for girls]MIDDLE[/color][/i]LASTNAME[/size]
[size=1][b]age in numbers.[/b] [u]year.[/u] [b]i'll fill in.[/b][/size]
[size=0]relationships go here.
one per line, pleaseee.
quote for colours.
[b]CHARACTER'SNAME says:[/b] "first person history."
[b]EMY says:[/b] "leave blank, unless i posted first."[/size]
