Sujet: my head is an animal ∇ jude Sam 12 Avr - 21:03
∞ carlston, jude eugene.
vingt-cinq ans ✣ musicien (auteur/compositeur/interprète) ✣ passonné ✣ célibataire
Jude est né, et à grandit, à Liverpool en Angleterre. Encore aujourd'hui, il rêve d'y retourner.. Mais sait très bien qu'il ne le fera jamais. ✤ Il a toujours été passionné par la musique. Ce n'est que naturellement qu'il a choisit la voie du quatrième art. ✤ Le divorce de ses parents l'a grandement affecté. Très franchement, il en veut énormément à sa mère de l'avoir abandonné avec son ivrogne de père. La seule personne qui l'a aidé durant le processus de séparation fut sa meilleure amie, aussi connue sous "l'amour de sa vie". ✤ Avant son décès, son père a rendu visite à Jude (qui vivait à Londres à l'époque) pour lui annoncer sa maladie. Les dernières heures de Robert Carlston furent passées aux côtés de son fils. ✤ Jude fut accro à la cocaïne pendant très longtemps. Cette faiblesse lui coûta non seulement de nombreuses opportunités, mais également l'amour de sa vie. Lui ayant promis de laisser tomber les stupéfiants, il n'a su tenir sa promesse et dû la voir quitter Liverpool pour Londres. ✤ Ayant suivi des traitements de désintoxication, Jude est fier de dire qu'il est désormais libéré de la cocaïne depuis maintenant plus de cinq ans. ✤ Ayant reconnu son amour de jeunesse dans l'une des magazines de Liverpool, il prit le train pour Londres afin de non seulement travailler sur sa carrière de musicien, mais de prendre de la retrouver avec l'espoir qu'un jour ils se retrouveraient... Comme avant. ✤ Après plusieurs semaines à travailler en collaboration, Jude retrouve enfin Leah et cette fois il n'allait pas la laisser partir. ✤ ... Et il y a eu un voyage à Las Vegas. Après une nuit suffisamment arrosée, ils se réveillèrent tous les deux avec un anneau autour du doigt. Surpris tous les deux, ils décidèrent (après beaucoup de pression de la part de Jude) d'officialiser leur union auprès des médias : premier signe de la chute de leur couple. ✤ Peu après leur mariage, ils ont pris la décision d'annuler celui-ci et tous les deux ont pris différents chemins. Ayant tombé amoureux de l'Australie suite à un concert qu'il a donné à Sydney, Jude a décidé de s'y installer afin de grandir professionnellement... Ignorant que son ancien amour s'y trouve aussi.
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Sujet: Re: my head is an animal ∇ jude Sam 12 Avr - 21:04
swan, leah autumn.
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Boys, just do it!----Tell her you think shes cool. Tell her why you think shes so cool. Smell her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend youre going to throw her in the river; shell scream and fight you but secretly, shell love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl I know. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands shes never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when shes sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Write on her. Make her mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Dont tell her that her favorite bands suck. When shes sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if shes not saying anything. Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you she wants. Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast. Kiss her in the rain.When you fall in love with her, tell her.
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Boys, just do it!----Tell her you think shes cool. Tell her why you think shes so cool. Smell her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend youre going to throw her in the river; shell scream and fight you but secretly, shell love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl I know. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands shes never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when shes sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Write on her. Make her mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Dont tell her that her favorite bands suck. When shes sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if shes not saying anything. Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you she wants. Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast. Kiss her in the rain.When you fall in love with her, tell her.
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Boys, just do it!----Tell her you think shes cool. Tell her why you think shes so cool. Smell her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend youre going to throw her in the river; shell scream and fight you but secretly, shell love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl I know. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands shes never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when shes sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Write on her. Make her mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Dont tell her that her favorite bands suck. When shes sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if shes not saying anything. Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you she wants. Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast. Kiss her in the rain.When you fall in love with her, tell her.
nom, prénom.
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Boys, just do it!----Tell her you think shes cool. Tell her why you think shes so cool. Smell her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend youre going to throw her in the river; shell scream and fight you but secretly, shell love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as The coolest girl I know. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands shes never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when shes sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Write on her. Make her mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Dont tell her that her favorite bands suck. When shes sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if shes not saying anything. Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you she wants. Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast. Kiss her in the rain.When you fall in love with her, tell her.
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Sujet: Re: my head is an animal ∇ jude Dim 13 Avr - 0:05
Je déteste venir en touriste, vraiment... mais voilà je veux un lien et j'ai pas d'idée qui me viens pour l'instant
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Sujet: Re: my head is an animal ∇ jude Dim 13 Avr - 15:50
Hehehe no problemo ! On va trouver ensemble! (:
Peux-tu me parler un peu de ton personnage?
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Sujet: Re: my head is an animal ∇ jude Dim 13 Avr - 16:01
NE M'OUBLIE PAS
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Sujet: Re: my head is an animal ∇ jude Dim 13 Avr - 16:11
Waaaaat ! Jamaaaais
Lola P. O'Brady
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Sujet: Re: my head is an animal ∇ jude Dim 13 Avr - 23:07
voilà voilà
lieu de naissance ❖ melbourne. | âge ❖ 18 ans. | nationalité ❖ australienne. | origine(s) ❖ australienne. | métier ❖ serveuse dans un casse-croûte. | situation amoureuse ❖ compliquée. | situation financière ❖ difficile. | quartier ❖ southport.
les trucs à savoir sur moi. ✤ je suis née et j'ai vécu toute ma vie à melbourne ✤ mes parents n'avaient pas beaucoup d'argent ✤ ma mère est coiffeuse, elle a aménagé son propre salon dans le garage de notre maison, et mon père travaille pour une compagnie d'assurances ✤ ils étaient toutefois très orgueilleux. On vivait au dessus de nos moyens ✤ je suis épileptique, mes parents ne l'ont jamais dit à qui que ce soit, comme si c'était un grave handicap ✤ je suis allée dans une école privée pour filles au collège et au lycée ✤ J'ai commencé la danse classique étant très jeune. Je danse le ballet, ballet-jazz, la danse classique et un peu de danse contemporaine. ✤ mes parents me mettaient énormément de pression pour que je sois la fille parfaite ✤ j'ai commencé à fumer à 14 ans, juste pour énerver mes parents ✤ à l'école, je n'avais pas vraiment d'amies ✤ à l'âge de 17 ans, je suis tombée amoureuse d'un mec qui était dans mes cours de danse ✤ on est sortis ensemble pendant un an. un jour quelqu'un m'a dit qu'il m'avait trompée ✤ j'en ai eu assez, de l'attitude de mes parents, de mon ex qui tentait par tous les moyens de me contacter, alors j'ai pris mes économies et je suis partie. ✤ je n'ai averti personne de mon départ sauf mes parents, mais je ne leur ai pas dit où j'allais ✤ je suis arrivée à Gold Coast il y a un an ✤ j'ai pris le premier job et le premier appartement que j'ai trouvé ✤ j'essaie d'économiser pour me payer des études universitaires ✤ j'ai pris une partie de mes économies pour aménager un espace de danse dans mon appartement, avec des miroirs et une barre ✤