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BloodyAnnebelle
my colorful world has just turned black.
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11-21-2009, 03:28 PM
I am: Lyric Lonelyheart
Pick a number: 17
I play: Slave
About me: Lyric lived as a normal girl. Or atleast what most people saw as normal. In =her own eyes she thought it was normal. Her mother was a drunk and her father was a busy worker. Usually it was the other way around. Lyric's mother would get so drunk she would beat Lyric until she passed out. The house extremely small and Lyric had no bed so she would just sleep on the floor while her mother watched tv and drank. She had tried to tell her father what was happening and he just blew it off. Lyric grabbed her few things and ran off. Only to be caught once again and to be sold.
Race: Human
I love: Cookies, milk, candy, dinosaurs, happiness, animals, being away from her family.
I hate: Her family and being abused, death, animal abusers, people who don't think before they act.
I act: Quiet, happy, cheerful, simple, acts innocent, dangerous
I look: 
Last edited by BloodyAnnebelle; 11-21-2009 at 09:44 PM..
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