Post by aspen von doutzen on Nov 30, 2009 0:26:50 GMT -5
a s p e n - v o n - d o u t z e n .
you can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are. [/center]
-----the basics,[/color] [/ul]hello there. my name is aspen rowan von doutzenhilshire.
i was born on april twenty third and currently, i am at the age of eighteen.
i was born in the beautiful land of nice, france.
my family consists of valeria paris von doutzen, my mother, 52, a full time alcoholic and art collector. jeaques louis von doutzen, daddy dearest, 54, a real estate mogle. braden napoleon von doutzen, brother, 24, a painter and family let down. natasha sarah von doutzten, sister, 21, self centered and always having some mental health issue. ezekiel tyler von doutzen, brother, 17, student and confident. emilie romilda von doutzen, sister, 11, princess extrondinair. then of course we have the late jean michelle, who killed himself just over a year ago at 16, he was ezekiel's twin. and we can be considered dirty stinking filthy rich.
if you feel the need to classify me, i guess you can call me a norwood student, year twelve..
i usually go for men and i find tall dark and handsome ass holes to be a turn on.
my role model in life would be doctors, lawyers, astronauts, because todays generation tend to lean toward actors, singers, and rehab guest stars, and someone needs to save this generation.
i model myself after getting dressed, i look good in anything i wear because i know what looks best on myself. no one else has to tell me.
i dot my "i"s with lines, because i don't have the patience to make a perfect dot.
if you were to ask me about my family i'd say :
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----- the worst,
people often say its annoying when i act like a bitch.[/color] [/ul][/blockquote]
my least favorite part of my body is knobby knees..
sometimes i hate my life because i miss my brother.
the thing i'd like to change about myself the most is my inability to say anything genuine.
if you were to ask my ex about me he would say :
----- basics,
people often compliment on my face.[/color]
my favorite part of my body is my hips.
the best thing about my life is i often have more opportunities than the average joe.
the thing i would never change about myself is my confidence.
if you were to ask my mum about me she would say :
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----- the hidden ,
five things about me that nobody knows are :
- i got married in santorini and still technically am married.
- i hide my mothers alcoholism from my little sister.
- my liver hates me, but that doesn't stop me from drinking.
- i cry during almost every sad movie.
- i was arrested once and the crime life was not for me.
----- the player ,
hello there, lost resistance. i am erin and i've been roleplaying for about four years. i'm seventeen and i found you ad hoping like a bunny. my pb choice is nataniele ribiero. and here's my rp sample.
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Hanapepe Hawaii was home, and home was found in so many of the little things around her island paradise. The floorboard in her bedroom when her and Lani had carved their initials, so that in 100 years people would come back and see those names and wonder who they were. Home was even in the smell of the island first thing in the morning, fresh and earthy, lingering on throughout the day and sticking to the surfaces like glue. Daire rested her head back against the pillow, she hadn't been having a great day and needed all the rest she could get, even if it made her stir crazy. Being sick was the worst feeling in the world, especially since she was alone now, when she'd been a child she had her best friend there with her to keep each other company on the rough days, and crack each other up on the good ones. She always got all nostalgic like this when she had nothing better to do. It was perfectly silent in the house now, a nice breeze blowing through the open windows, sun shining in. She could almost shut her eyes and believe she was out on the beach right now...
A knock came from the front door, her eyes snapping open and she turned her head to the side. No one was home since both her parents were working, and her sister didn't even live there anymore, so she couldn't call anyone to answer it for her. Against her better judgement she stood, trying to fix her hair so it didn't look like she'd been laying down all morning. But then again, Daire had a slightly crazy hair style all the time, with a never ending curl to it so that it wouldn't even matter if it got a little messy in the back. "Just a sec!" she called to the front, hoping the person hadn't left, she headed to the door and threw it open, smiling.
Then she knew she was dying, or at least, she must have already died, since a ghost or an angel was standing on her porch. Daire couldn't gather her thoughts, "Lain?" she asked, the word sounding so familiar on her mouth but not spoken often. He was such a legend in town, their pride and joy, small town boy who made it big, she'd heard his name on an almost daily basis. And thought of him even more, what was he doing back in town? Better yet, her front porch. "Your back? I- I..." Oh no, don't pass out now. Daire grinned at him, Lain was back! Well, maybe, he might have just been visiting but she didn't care, she threw her arms around him, she could be angry later but right now she was just too excited to see him again. Once pulling away she tried to remember what she was going to say to him again, oh yeah. "What are you doing back in town, I though you were filming a movie, or something like that, I heard Kush talking about it a few days ago." she said, he would still remember Kush, it'd been 5 years but Kush was a legend loud mouth of his own here. Daire realized she was rambling and bit her lip, maybe he was just lost on his way to LA, or his parents had guilted him into seeing her, because that would just be humiliating. "Do you want to come in?" she asked, moving aside slightly from the door frame to let him in. "The place is a bit of a mess right now, but it's still the same old same old." she shrugged, needing to quickly go hide all the blankets and pillows lying out in the living room as soon as possible.
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