Post by trey on Nov 6, 2008 13:24:09 GMT -5
`go shake it Trey !
`i'm so cool, i will freeze you...
age;
rp experience; a few years me thinks
how you found us; is site
contact; umm,, pm i would say
other charries;
other;
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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; trey
i popped outta my mom's b.ajingo; 16th April 1991
actually i'm some sort of; aries
this place was such a s.hit hole; L.A, California
ah, so like paradisefor me; New York
i don't look it but i'm actually; Irish, Italian
it's just the way the wind blows; straight
baddest b.itch all up and through here; third year ; music
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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; brown/hazel
does the carpet match the drapes; dark brown
i wish i could lose like three pounds; 150
she looks like a freakin giraffe; 6"2
and then i got one on my a.ss;
they always seem to notice my;lovely hair
you'll never see me without my;
Well Trey isn't a vain or snobby person but he does think that his hair is great, which may make him sound a bit gay. He his quite a good looking guy as well though. He isn't one of those guys who have big huge muscles and a six pack. But then again he isn't someone who looks like a total wimp.
To some people, trey seems like a very playboy-ish person but he is pretty shy sometimes. He is ok when he is around some good friends or just people he knows well.
Trey is on of those people who could drink quite a lot like seven beers or something, but doesn't really get drunk. So it takes quite a while for him to do something embarrassing.
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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.
music
parties
girls
books
alcohol
people
friends
i'm about to get wickety-wack all over;
snobby people
rude people
homework
not getting his way
being told what to do
people not listening
it's like my signature kinda thing;
making friends
playing guitar
singing
talking
learning new things
oh god not this again, i so suck;
getting people to listen
giving advice
being around a crying girl
it's like children of the corn but worse;
bee's,, but that's a secret shh!!
not doing well at school
falling out with people he really likes
talking to most girls
you know one day i'm going to;
be a successful singer
falling in love
have a family,, maybe
it's just this weird innate thing;
biting nails
staring into space
not listening
some things just make me scream;
green eyes
healthy looking girls
musical
that is the most digusting thing ever;
snobby girls
too much make up
tonnes of weird tattoos
you best remember this b.itch;
Trey is a really kind person he likes to treat people, how he would like to be treated. Which is like a normal person and just well be talked to nicely. He doesn't like people being bossy and demanding, which really annoys him and he will tell people if they are acting that way. He just really hates the fact that people can just get others to do things for them, just by being horrible and mean to them.
He is also someone who loves to party, even though he doesn't party often. He likes to meet new and exciting people and just well to have fun. He does drink alcohol and enjoys it, but he doesn't go to far with it. Although he can really handle his drink and not get drunk after a few drinks like about even or eight. it would have to be ten drinks to get him really drunk and falling all over the place.
He gets quite involved with Political things, even though he isn't really a geeky kind of person. But still enjoys watching elections and just really likes how people get involved in it. This doesn't mean that he a big old geek, he isn't he is just very interested. [/size][/ul]
`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
it's cause you were dropped as a child; james ; twenty ; bank
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;
it's like hell but only faster;
Trey was born on 16th April 1991 to Jenni and Joe Anderson, he wasn't an only child he had a three year old brother once he was born. His brother was actually quite nice to him when he was just a baby. He always helped their mum, whenever trey was crying or anything.
When trey was growing up he had a fairly normal life, like any four/ five year old falling over and hurting himself. Which was something that happened a lot. But when he was about fifteen years old, his dad died, he didn't really even get over it. So he started to self harm himself, which you wouldn't have really expected from Trey, but then again you don't really know anything about anyone. He did stop as he got help from a psychiatrist, but he still thinks about harming himself every now and again. He knows that he shouldn't so it though.
Now that he is trying to get a music career he is attending Darmon and doing a music, degree thing. Trey is just trying to put the past behind him and move on, although he will never forget his dad. But will forget the self harming.
He just really wanted to get away from his crazy life as well and just enjoy his life as he knew that life was pretty short, as it was for his dad. So now Trey is making new friends and enjoying his new school..
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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 ; music
it's six am in the morning middle of winter;
you must be smelling your own crotch;
Trey rested his head down on the soft warm grass, the sun was beating down on him and his guitar that lay a few feet away from him. He turned his head slightly and look at it for a second. Trey really loved playing his music, and well hoped to be a famous singer. That was something he had dreamt about doing ever since he was quite young. Music had been a passion of his for years, and now he had finally had the chance to do well and play his music.
He took his hazel eyes away from his guitar and looked back into the sky, it was really bright right now, and well he just had to close his eyes. He closed them all of a sudden and just looked like he was sleeping. He smiled as he felt the cool breeze brushing against his cheek, he opened his eyes as he felt some movement coming towards him. He was about to jump up and see who it was but he just lay there, watching the clouds slowly moving and making shapes of different things. He closed his eyes yet again and opened them. He looked at the closed and saw a guitar forming, he nearly laughed as he saw it. Maybe it was a sign or something. Trey smiled as he lay there.
He sat up as he held onto his guitar, for a moment it looked like he was just going to sit there and hold his guitar. He wasn't though he played a few notes and looked inf ront of him. He wanted to think of a song to write. Slowly he reached for his note book that was sitting beside him. He wrote a few words down and started to play. It was really quite in the park all you could hear was his beautiful music.
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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.
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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
