Post by ellison rae bennett on Oct 21, 2008 19:18:52 GMT -5
`go shake it ELL !
`And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield..
age; fifteen
rp experience;2-3yrs.
how you found us; ``been living a lie,
contact; PM!
other charries; n/a
other; psh, nothing.
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`where the hell is my chiffon.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
but it's okay everyone calls me; ell
i popped outta my mom's b.ajingo; january 6th
actually i'm some sort of; capricorn
this place was such a s.hit hole; seattle, washington
ah, so like paradisefor me; new york city, new york
i don't look it but i'm actually; french
it's just the way the wind blows; heterosexual
baddest b.itch all up and through here; third year ; modeling ; n/a
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`designers, look out for andrae.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
you know i could just swim in those; blue
does the carpet match the drapes; black
i wish i could lose like three pounds; 95lbs.
she looks like a freakin giraffe; 5'3"
and then i got one on my a.ss; a cupcake on left wrist with "karma" written under it.
they always seem to notice my; monroe piercing and nose piercing
you'll never see me without my;
I have bright blue eyes, now that's not very uncommon anymore. So, I sort of get lost in the crowds of New York at times. Sure, my height doesn't aid me in my travels, but I've come to accept it. And I'd like to say I'm fun-sized. haha. Though, I do tend to be a little hotheaded if you insult m height or body. Geese, I mean, it's my genetics. I didn't choose to have no chest or butt. And I swear I will slap you if you tell me I'm fat. I'm not fat, I'm average. And forget you if you even insult my hair. My hair is my life. I mean, I'm not super concieted, or anything, but my hair is beautiful, it makes my pale skin give off a 'glow'.
Ohh, how do I dress, you ask? Fashionably, of course. I usually wear a pair of skinny jeans with a graphic t-shirt, and finished up with a pair of tennis shoes. Nothing all that complex or spendy. Which is why I love my sense of clothes. I'm a simple person, and I'd like to think that my clothes reflect that. I also wear my little charm bracelets I make. (It's a little hobby of mine, I don't know why I do it.) I must have over a hundred to choose from, haha. I also wear my Tiffany & co. jewelery. Yes, it's a little expensive, but ehh, it' nothing flashy.
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`it's a m0.therfu.cking walk off.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
`parties
`rain storms
`balloons
`colorful things
`candy
`cold weather
`beaches
`taking random pictures with friends
i'm about to get wickety-wack all over;
`snobs
`silence
`funerals
`fighting
`crying
`homework
`trying new foods
it's like my signature kinda thing;
`having a good time no matter what
`ignoring obvious things
`being stubborn
`quick thinking
`loud
`nearly fearless
oh god not this again, i so suck;
`gullible
`physically weak
`chocolate
`can be clumsy at times
`temperamental
`shopping
it's like children of the corn but worse;
`being dumped
`failing a quiz
`getting into a car accident.
you know one day i'm going to;
`to eventually settle down
`have at least one kid
`build dream house
it's just this weird innate thing;
`being loud
`voicing oppinion
`biting lower lip
`chewing on thumb nail
some things just make me scream;
`muscular boys
`good smelling
`tall boys
that is the most digusting thing ever;
`bone thin boys
`perverts
`shy boys
you best remember this b.itch;
LOUD
Yea, I make myself known to those all around. I can't stand to be ignored. It sets off a little bomb in me, ahaha.[/size][/ul]
`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
father (Xavier Crun Bennett ; deceased ; reporter)
it's cause you were dropped as a child;
brother (Crusynik Xavian Bennett; 14 ; brat)
that's what i'll look like when i'm old; ---
you know the different kind of uncle; ---
and the one that looks like a rat; ---
pretty freakin sure we're not related; ---
yea they used to eat my shoelaces;
Dr. Acula- iguana
Alucard- albino rat
it's like hell but only faster;
Let's start with the nice little basics, shall we? I was born on a cold winters night of January 6th. The doctor was gracious enough to hand me to my worn mother and father. Sure, they weeped in joy for their prescious new born daughter. All through my life, I was healthy as a horse. I went everywhere with my parents, causing me to be home schooled. It really wasn't as bad as people make it out to be. But tragedy always strikes when your gaurds down. My father died in a plane crash, while my mother and I were waiting for him at the airport. I was four then. I couldn't quite grasp the idea of death yet, not understanding why my mother burst into tears every night at dinner. Staring at an empty chair at the end of the table. Such things were so trivial.
Two months later, my mother was graced with news of her pregancy. She couldn't help but smile at this. And I was just as anxious for the bundle of joy's arival. I told myself that I'd be the best big sister in the whole world. And when the day came, I'm not going to lie, I was a little disappointed, it was a boy. I wanted a little sister. Someone to talk to. Someone to complain to. Someone to shop with. Not a stinky, ugly, mean brother. I had heard rumors that little brothers were the worst and at the moment, as I looked at the thing my mother craddled in her arms, I hoped they weren't true.
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`i'm not your usual uncle nick.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
i don't know what it means, something with;
third year/ modeling deparment
it's six am in the morning middle of winter;
nahh.
you must be smelling your own crotch; rp sample, make it a good average post, NOT the longest you've ever done!
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guess what?
and the winner is... of white pages made this not you
steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
no redistribution without credit or a link posted in the correct thread
at the above website. do not change anything
[/font]and the winner is... of white pages made this not you
steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
no redistribution without credit or a link posted in the correct thread
at the above website. do not change anything