Post by jack harlow young on Jul 31, 2009 22:07:40 GMT -5
JACK HARLOW YOUNG
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hi, my name is Jack and i am eighteen. i belong with the local and i'm the guy with the heart of gold.
Where do we start? Jackson is a troubled youth who believes love can cure anything. All you need is love right? Well to some that's like finding a needle in a haystack, but to dear Jack, he believes anything is possible when it comes to love. The guy does no wrong and he pretty much is the sweetest dude you'll lay eyes on. He doesn't talk shit and he doesn't brag. He believes that if someone should be seen and heard, they will be in due time, in the right fashion. Not by being a dumb ass who thinks that partying or sleeping with girls is the way to go.
Jack is always generous and he's always so polite. Some say he's to soft, he likes to think that he's just opening up his heart a little bit wider then others. He does have some flaws too him that he knows he would love to change, but everyone does. The kid is so hung on love, that he doesn't even know what it feels like to actually have it. He's doing everything in his power though to get it. He is determined to find it and hopefully, his love story will come true.
Jackson had a pretty decent childhood. He lived with his mother and father, each had hard working jobs and never really had time for little Jack. As soon as the boy hit puberty, everything changed for him. The kid was looking at girls in a whole different way. He found them beautiful and some even looked like angels. Soon after his little "pre-teen" stage, he started to pick up on music a lot more. He learned how to play the guitar and many more instruments. He found his love for music and thought that nothing would stop him. He believed he had the talent to go anywhere with his music.
When high school came along and little Jack was now a freshman, he thought that he'd be eaten alive. Too his surprise he became quiet popular and started having girls really like him. He was always afraid to make the jump though. He's had a few crushes and he's dreamed a lot, but now he wants something real. Something he knows can make him a better guy. He wants love more then anything...To some, they find Jack to be a shy little softy. But to him, anyone with love on there side can be made into a dangerous and powerful person. Now he's a senior, he's going to be off to college in one year. Will he find that perfect person for him?
hi my name is ben and i am 17 years old. i'm a dude. i just wanted to let you know that fashion statement suicide, okay? and i've been roleplaying for seven years. i like roleplaying dudes, and here's what i do.
Ben was about done with his cigarette when he saw a young girl walking to the elevators. He watched her for a second, cigarette in his left hand, beer in his right. He still had his arms crossed as he was leaning against the wall. He saw her eye him and he smiled softly at her. She turned away quickly. It made Ben laugh a little, almost like a snicker. He took when last puff of his cigarette, then threw it in the plastic plant. He got off the wall and took a drink of his beer. He peaked down the hallway and watched the lights and music blaring everywhere. He sighed and walked next to the girl. "Didn't like the party?" He asked her softly. He wasn't trying to seduce her, or to wrap her around his finger. He was just talking, too bad every time he talked, a girl's heat meter would go from two to twenty. He looked down at the girl and knew she was young, hell she looked way too young. He looked back down the hallway and then turned his head back to the doors.
When the elevator finally came, the doors opened slowly and Benny felt a tug in his chest. He could only think that meant go. He walked into the elevator with the new girl he just met. He finished off his beer quickly after that and set it down in the elevator. He was far from drunk, it took a lot to get him wasted and only a few people have ever seen it. He held his right arm as if it was hurt, but that's just how he liked to stand. Ben was weird like that. Ben has always done things or liked things that most people don't like. Most people don't like food from India, Ben does. Most people don't drink there coffee with a cold beer, Ben oddly does. He let go of his arm and looked down at his hand. He saw the words DROP, tattooed on his fingers. He loved tattoo's. The first tattoo that he had ever gotten was of a skull and a rose below his throat.
After that he couldn't stop getting tattoo's. He pretty much has covered his entire top half of his body with ink. That's just who he is. He likes to be different. I mean, that's what landed him a role. You could ask any famous actor or actress, were you ever really fucked up or weird when you were young? Ninety nine point nine percent of the time they'll always answer yes. Ben looked over at the girl again and now looked at her clothes. She looked like someone from the fifty's. He thought it was cute. He smiled softly and then turned his gaze away. "I'm Ben..." He said with a rough edge to it this time. "You are?" He asked her only because he saw her at the party.
If it was any other girl, he'd already be having sex with her. This girl felt different to Benny. She almost seemed pure to him, like a flower that shouldn't be touched but always cared for. He looked up at her face and looked at her full lips. He then looked at her eyes and smirked. he looked away again and saw the doors were open.
[T A G G E D] cecelia
[C O U N T] 498
[N O T E] it's okay C:
[L Y R I C S] all my loving--the beatles
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