Post by Rory Davies on Jun 9, 2007 13:30:39 GMT -5
Repeat after me.
Shama-Llama-Ding-Dong.
Good :]
Now...
Hu-Ja-Muh-Wah-Kie.
Wow, maybe you weren't as retarded as I made you out to be.
Good job.
[/font][/center][/color]Shama-Llama-Ding-Dong.
Good :]
Now...
Hu-Ja-Muh-Wah-Kie.
Wow, maybe you weren't as retarded as I made you out to be.
Good job.
MUH NAME.
IS.[/font]
BEE[/font][/color]
I'm a teenager, obviously. I'm a teenager with the freedom to go hang out with her friends at a park and almost get beat up by fat elementary school boys because we laughed when one crashed in to the swings with scooter. But I taught him a lesson. Helmets save you. So, remember, children. I suggest not that you try to be Spiderman and run through swings on a scooter. I'm the teenager you see on the swing set after the little boy crashed in to it, spidering with one of her best friends because the other swing is a baby-swing. I'm a teenager who runs in to the liqour store with her friends, straight across traffic, and has a conversation with the Arabian owner of the store. Then buy a lollipop and rootbeer bid a farewell. I'm the teenager in highschool who got practically raped by her boyfriend, who broke up with her. But that's okay, 'cause you know what? I don't care. Because he was an asshole and...-sniffles- MY BESTIE. I'm the teenager whose best friend is a hot gay boy that is one with Charlie. I'm the teenagers who has too many best friends. I'm the teenager with the drunken parental units and pashionable cothing.
I'm Bee.
Pleased to meet you.
It says so on my birth certificate that I'm Bee Selene Duke. What my mother was smoking? Dunno, but I'd like some of that, too. Why my father let her name me? I dunno. Maybe he felt sorry for her; I /did/ take seventeen and a half hours while my mommy was in labor to come out of the womb. So, I popped out on November first with a head full of blonde hair.
My parental units were good until we had my little sister. The attention kind of just shifted and they forgot about me and went straight to Callyna Soliel Duke; the baby born when I was seven. She's nine now, and she's chubby and adorable. But I swear, she's demonic.
And as the years passed, my mommy got cancer. And my daddy picked up dirnking. And then after my mommy beat her cancer she picked up drinking, and now here they are, complete drunks once the clock strikes five. It's their happy hour. Happy hour lasts until one in the morning. Not that I can blame them, but it'd be nice to have parents once in a while.
But anyway.
Since I'm Bee, I'm blonde. Naturally. I have this lovely bright blonde hair that I enjoy to straighten. It's grown since eighth grade, where it was up to my earlob, and is now almost passed my chest. I cry hysterically when someoen cuts my hair. Seriously. I got my hair stuck in the swing's chain yesterday and I was almost in tears. No, not because I was in pain, but because I was scared to lose my hair.
I have blue eyes, indeed. Stripey describes them as kinky. Isn't that sweet? I love eye make-up. I get mine from Mac. I have dark eyeshadow and liquid/pencil liners. I'll wear the occasional cover up for a zit or a tad of lipgloss for chapped lips, but that's about it. I love my eye make-up. I swear, the liquid liner doesn't smudge at all. AT ALL. It's amazing, go buy Mac's Point Black liquid liner.
I'm skinny, I think. I wouldn't know, because apparently I have a mental disease, just like my friend Ella. They're always comparing me to her like, 'OH, YOU WANNA TURN UP LIKE HER? IN A RESIDENTIAL HOME AT 83 POUNDS?' I'm like, no, but I'd like to be a model. All I need is a growth spurt.
But enough of that.
I met these people here on Afterward H. because I love them. :]. Yep. Stripey and An are my favorites so far, because we're all secret lovers, even though they live in Canada and I'm here in California. We have a Sex Mobile. They are my Sexbots. Stripey is striped and human-like, but she's a zebra. I love her, indeed. :]. An is this adorable little asian girlie! <33 They're both, like, twelve. They make me feel old. But both are amazaling people, SO LOVE THEM. We have babies.
But shh, I'm secretly cheating on them all with all my other lovers from school. I have children with them, too.
O:
So, I'm kinda crazy. I'm not mentally challenged, no. I'm a student with good grades and a chick with fashion. I'm strange and humorous, and that's basically me. I'm a party animal and a bookworm, and I DEFY THE BLONDE STEREOTYPE. O<
Sometimes.
SO.
FAREWELL.
<3
I'll add more if I feel like it.
I'm Bee.
Pleased to meet you.
It says so on my birth certificate that I'm Bee Selene Duke. What my mother was smoking? Dunno, but I'd like some of that, too. Why my father let her name me? I dunno. Maybe he felt sorry for her; I /did/ take seventeen and a half hours while my mommy was in labor to come out of the womb. So, I popped out on November first with a head full of blonde hair.
My parental units were good until we had my little sister. The attention kind of just shifted and they forgot about me and went straight to Callyna Soliel Duke; the baby born when I was seven. She's nine now, and she's chubby and adorable. But I swear, she's demonic.
And as the years passed, my mommy got cancer. And my daddy picked up dirnking. And then after my mommy beat her cancer she picked up drinking, and now here they are, complete drunks once the clock strikes five. It's their happy hour. Happy hour lasts until one in the morning. Not that I can blame them, but it'd be nice to have parents once in a while.
But anyway.
Since I'm Bee, I'm blonde. Naturally. I have this lovely bright blonde hair that I enjoy to straighten. It's grown since eighth grade, where it was up to my earlob, and is now almost passed my chest. I cry hysterically when someoen cuts my hair. Seriously. I got my hair stuck in the swing's chain yesterday and I was almost in tears. No, not because I was in pain, but because I was scared to lose my hair.
I have blue eyes, indeed. Stripey describes them as kinky. Isn't that sweet? I love eye make-up. I get mine from Mac. I have dark eyeshadow and liquid/pencil liners. I'll wear the occasional cover up for a zit or a tad of lipgloss for chapped lips, but that's about it. I love my eye make-up. I swear, the liquid liner doesn't smudge at all. AT ALL. It's amazing, go buy Mac's Point Black liquid liner.
I'm skinny, I think. I wouldn't know, because apparently I have a mental disease, just like my friend Ella. They're always comparing me to her like, 'OH, YOU WANNA TURN UP LIKE HER? IN A RESIDENTIAL HOME AT 83 POUNDS?' I'm like, no, but I'd like to be a model. All I need is a growth spurt.
But enough of that.
I met these people here on Afterward H. because I love them. :]. Yep. Stripey and An are my favorites so far, because we're all secret lovers, even though they live in Canada and I'm here in California. We have a Sex Mobile. They are my Sexbots. Stripey is striped and human-like, but she's a zebra. I love her, indeed. :]. An is this adorable little asian girlie! <33 They're both, like, twelve. They make me feel old. But both are amazaling people, SO LOVE THEM. We have babies.
But shh, I'm secretly cheating on them all with all my other lovers from school. I have children with them, too.
O:
So, I'm kinda crazy. I'm not mentally challenged, no. I'm a student with good grades and a chick with fashion. I'm strange and humorous, and that's basically me. I'm a party animal and a bookworm, and I DEFY THE BLONDE STEREOTYPE. O<
Sometimes.
SO.
FAREWELL.
<3
I'll add more if I feel like it.
