Post by aurora fox on Aug 31, 2009 14:46:53 GMT -5
aurora clementine rae
T W E N T Y . W A N N A - B E V O C A L I S T . S W E E T A S S U G A R
hah, that's a tricky one, i have to say - i don't believe there is anything special about my name. i think it probably had something to do with the growing obsession with roses that my mum had (for those of you who don't know, aurora means rose). my dad and her met at a flower shop, i expect that had something to do with it too. i love my name, there aren't many auroras around, are there?
i'm twenty, my birthday is on the twenty fifth of december (christmas day, yes!) which means extra presents, lucky me. i was born at our house, because i was unexpected, two weeks early, and the ambulance was late. dad tells me i was born at exactly midnight, mum tells me i was born at two am. i didn't know who to believe, or who was lying, therefore i never asked again.
likes? i like everything! well, actually, just kidding.. i don't like everything. some of my favourite things are singing, horses, beautiful people - on the inside and the outside-, live concerts, music - generally the rock/pop-punk scene-, family get-togethers, people who think of others, gays (they're great friends!), pretty stones, jewelery (i'm am girl!) and hello kitty, obviously.
oh, this is easy. i hate the fact i'm too forgiving, and i'll stick by you no matter what you do. i hate the fact i can't hate on anyone because everyone deserves an endless amount of chances. i hate the fact i can't let go of people. i hate liars, i hate people who scare me, and scary thing, i hate clowns, secrets, pasts, listening to what others have to say, when all it does is bring you down, attention seekers, obviously fake people and that feeling you get when you love someone who doesn't like you back.
i go for girls and guys. i'm pansexual, which means i don't care if you're a chick or a dude, i care if you love me, and if i love you. in a relationship i look for honesty, people who can be open with you, romance, a person who will take my breath away. i'm a hopeless romantic and if you dare push the flirt button i'll fall for you in an instant. seriously. i'm not very good at playing the whole "treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen" and if you say 'call me', i will call you. as soon as i can. i've only had three or four serious, long lasting relationships, one girl and three boys. i never really felt like they completed me, and i guess i never put much into our relationships. i'm a virgin, which means i've never had sex, or preformed a sexual act to or with anyone. that stuff is gonna be saved for someone i love.
one. i’ve been on depression medication since before i can remember. it's the reason i'm so happy.
two. i’m paranoid that people around me want to hurt me. mentally. i feel people are looking at me all the time. it makes me uneasy. i hate it.
three. i really, really wanna find my perfect someone, and i'll go to all limits to find them.
four. i'm too scared to have sex with a stranger.
one. clowns - i was born with it, as was my mother. phobia of clowns. nothing big.
two. being hurt, it's all part of my depression paranoia, but i think it's to do with love.
three. being sad, because it hurts people without you knowing.
one. find that perfect someone, because i don't wanna be single forever.
two. never ever have kids. i'm scared of becoming a terrible mother.
three. become a singer, i wanna become a famous singer. you know, in a band? i've been told i'm good.
the most imortant person in my family is my mum. my mum is always there for me, through everything. She was always there for me as a child, when I had to take meds for my depression, and they used to make me ill and tired, she’s seen me through exes and other past heartbreaks. she’s a nurse, and lives in Michigan away from me. i moved out last year, because hollywood is the place where all the stars are made, and that’s what i wanna be. my mum’s always been very supportive of me. she’s forty four, so I have a bit of catching up to do!
i also love my older brother, drew. he’s twenty four, and he lives in michigan with my mum and dad, working as a photographer. he‘s always been there for me, since we were kids. we fought loads as children, but i know he loves me dearly, and he‘s really supportive of my dreams to be a singer, just like my mother is. he has plans to come down here and join me sometime, during christmas or something. i can‘t wait - it‘ll be awesome catching up with my big bro!
my dad was never there for me growing up, and left my mum as soon as things got all messy with my illnesses. it was hard for him, and it was also hard for my mother, but now, a few years later, they’re back together, and i love my dad and i know he also loves me back very much. he’s older than my mum, he’s forty six, but not a big difference there. he currently doesn’t have a job due to injuries in his back.
I was born at home, on the twenty fifth of December, 1990, I’ve never been sure what time, my dad and mum both told me different things. Growing up on a small farm in Michigan with my brother, my dad, my mum and our five horses was amazing, I was pretty sure I was living the best life ever! I couldn’t have asked for a better family background, and coming from such a small area has taught me to be myself. As a kid, you think such optimistic thoughts, that was until I grew six. For as long as I could remember after my sixth birthday, my mum made me take these pills. Every morning and every evening, just before dinner. I never thought much of it, until now I realise they’re depression medication, and that from a very young age I’ve been ill. I don’t really let it get me down, and I’m not even sure what I suffer from. I’ve just lived with it and put up with it. Hiding from it is sometimes the best solution.
Since I was a kid, I’ve always wanted to make a band and sing, it’s been a live-long ambition of mine, and I do believe I have the voice to do it. If there’s a will there’s a way, right? I love singing, and I usually do gigs in locals bars and stuff. Heck, I moved to Hollywood just to do this. My mum said I should follow my dreams from the age of seven, and she knew I was good at singing. Everyone tells me I’m good, and heck, I hope I get somewhere.
nothing. at all. xD
THERE was something special about tonight. Well, it had nothing to do with the fact he was completely wasted with his best mate on a bench, it was the night itself. It was completely pitch black, but the park was alighted with lamps, and the stars were actually visible, which they never really were. You could never see the stars around here, because the sky was always cloudy. Kind of like Maddison, he always had one million thoughts pumping through his head. Usually this was a bad thing, because he never focused on anything, but a little thought was generally best for a person like Maddi. He was grown up, but made childish decisions. He'd never had full responcibilty, he had money in which he could spend as he wanted, and his job simply consisted of playing his guitar, oh yeah, and spending time with Brayden. Oh, that was a plus side of the job. He got paid to act all adorable in front of the camera with the lead singer of Nothing Personal, and, inside that confused and rather small head of his the guy he obsessed over. There were many words Maddison used to describe Bray. The best one? "Perfect."
Perfect. Perfectly perfect. Perfection. Perfect.
"Perfect." Maddison grinned, taking another large gulp of the half empty bottle of vodka in his hand, letting it drop back to his side. He looked over at Bray, grinning still. "You had. It was the timing.. Smack on perrrrfection man." He didn't know what he was talking about, but he was drunk so it didn't matter. Even if Maddi started talking a different language this moment would still be perfect, because he was with Bray, and Bray was.. Perfect. As gay as his mindset was, Maddison is somewhat straight. According to himself, but almost everyone who have toured with Nothing Personal would know that when Maddison's drunk, vaginas are the last thing on his mind.
Curling on the bench, he closered Bray, resting his head on the other boy's chest as he sat there in affectionate silence, listening to the other boy breathing. Bray's heartbeat was so in time.. So.. Perfect.
The air was warm, and had a nice draught to it. He wasn't cold, even in a sleeveless grey hoodie, black skinny jean, no shirt and red converse on, he wasn't really dressed well for a piss up with his gay best friend. The two probably looked really awkward to people looking, not that many people were out this late. "Bray.. If I had a vagina, would you still.. Don't worry." He hiccuped, looking his fellow band mate in the eyes, a frown on his face, before resting his head on Bray's shoulder. Brayden and Maddison.. It was perfect. Forbidden, unexpected, but nothing had ever been so exciting for young Maddi. For him, it was a big game. This game was perfect.
hi there, you can call me jimmeh. I'm pretty good at this game since I've been playing for about a year. I'm so amazing, I even read the rules. Oh, you don't believe me? Fine, I'll prove it. pineapples. You see? Incase you haven't noticed, I love using hayley williams because they are totally awesome. And if you need to get a hold of me, you can do that via
msnitsnothingpersonal@live.co.uk
aimbabyjusttouchme
Ta ta for now! It was lovely talking to you.