Post by regan sharr on Mar 15, 2010 22:29:50 GMT -5
I CAN’T HELP MYSELF
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SAY HELLO TO REGAN SHARR[/font]
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IT’S SOME KIND OF JOKE
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THE BASICS THE BASICS THE BASICS[/font][/center]
SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?[/B]
Yah, my name is Regan Marie Sharr. I just go by Reg or Ginny sometimes. But don't call me that, it pisses me off. It sounds like you're calling me by some type of dog name. I don't fetch, Fido.
AND JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?
I'm seventeen, but my birthday is pretty soon. On June 29th. And I'm a junior in high school. This Q & A session ain't gonna run long.
JUST TO MAKE SURE - MALE OR FEMALE?
Bitch, I'm female. Got the tits and the cooter to prove it. Ah,
WHICH WAY DO YOU SWING?
Uhm, I honestly don't care. Some guys are hot and some girls are true. Though I prefer cocks more, a few cooters aren't so bad. I'm attracted to very few women. Like my best friend Viv is sexy, I'd fuck her any day.
WHERE CAN WE FIND YOU DURING THE DAY?
Uhm, school.... ? Weird question... But yeah, I'm a junior.
WHO DO YOU MOST LOOK LIKE, AND WHY?
I'd compare myself to Audrina Patridge probably. I honestly think I look better than her, so whatever.
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ALL WE CARE ABOUT IS
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THE PERSON THE PERSON THE PERSON[/font][/center]
WHAT ARE YOU INTO?[/B]
Errrr, I don't know. I guess I like to live. Ah, no. Seriously, ummm. Yeah. Love loud music. It's my thing. It drones out all the other mess in the background. I usually have my iPod on full blast when I'm jogging or something. Oh my gawsh, I love to jog. Well, kinda. It just burns off steam and lets you clear your head. You know, right? Anyways, I usually play loud music when I'm jogging or something.
It's not just the loud music, you need that fucking booming at a club. I mean, seriously. Ain't nobody like that slow jams. You need that pumping music to get people going. I basically just listen to music and jog. Ah, I'm not a fit person. I am in love with my phone. You'll never see me without it. I love to text and talk on my phone. And get on the internet. The internet is my bestie dude. Damn, I sound nerdy. But I get on Facebook and Ning. So awesome. I'm rambling. Another thing that I like to do, well not rambling exactly. But speaking my mind. I'm not just gonna sit there and shut up while live is wasting away. You only live once... Unless you count reincarnation, but who cares?
I like to sleep. Haha, I'm a lazy bum. I usually just lay around tanning half the time. I kinda look like a oompa loompa from time to time. But yeah, whatever. Tanning is awesome. And sleeping. Sleeping in class is the best. You seem to get more sleep when you aren't allowed to sleep, if that makes any sense. So yeah, I like loads of other things. But I chose not to bore you with my crapiness.
AND WHAT AREN’T YOU INTO?
This list will be long and go on forever. First off, racism is a big turn off for me. Don't judge nobody for how they look. Matter a fact, I hate prejudice people. Or people who just judge the living hell out of people. Those fake, barbies. I can't stand any of that.
Pedophile either. I mean, get your own man or woman. Damn, you that lonely? Ever heard of masturbation? Speaking of sex related things, but guys who don't use condoms. Like I want to get pregnant. I'm on the pill, but still... No glove,no love. Everybody should go by that motto. Oh yeah, I absolutely hate hate HATE when people poke me repeatidly or keep calling my name. I know you know my name, so shut up. Just turn me around and speak to me if it's that important.
Another thing I don't like is desperate boys. Those guys who will bow down at your feet. If you want me, let me chase you. I'm up for a challenge. I also don't like smart allecs. They get on my nerves, not my fault we aren't as smart as you. And the other type of smart allecs when they think they can tell you off. Bitch please, I could tear any girl up who tried to cross me. Momma don't play with that.
WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
I don't know, damn. I guess I'm good at entertaining people. I always got something to say, it's usually something smart or sarcastic. For some reason people find that hilarious. Some don't, but oh well. I'm pretty well known for my personality so I guess that's something.
I'm pretty good at track. I ran track my freshman and sophomore year, but quit because the coach was disgusting. She was a lesbian, I think. And always got an eyeful of all the girls, that's why I hate pedophiles. Now I just turn to jogging, it keeps me in shape I guess.
Um, I'm good with money. My money. I spend my mom and dad's money all the time. My money is kept away so I can use it for college. They already have a college fund for me, but maybe something might go wrong. You never know.
AND WHAT DO SUCK AT?
Some weaknesses. A free drink maybe. I'm never gonna pass down a free drink. I mean, what smart person would? Dude, I don't care what it is! It's free. If it was drugged, different story though. Ha ha.
Um, candy. I love sweets and junk food. I would admit that out loud, but I'm always carrying some candy with me. Sour Patch Kids are my favorite. So yummy.
School is a horrible weakness. I suck. I'm not stupid, but school is so stupid. I don't feel like learning. I ditch a lot of classes, but I have a good grades still. Somewhat. School is just so ugh. I have better things to do than waste my time there.
WANNA SHARE A SECRET?
Uh, I have a beauty mark on my left boob. Ha ha!
WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF MOST?
I'm scared of rejection. It's never really happened to me before, but it's embarassing. And I'm scared of gaping holes. Don't ask.
IF YOU HAD TO DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN FIFTEEN WORDS, WHAT WOULD THEY BE?
Uhm. A loud, sarcastic, witty, flirty, sexy, smart, hilarious, bitchy, overreactor, horny, friendly, optimistic, impetuous, blunt, misunderstood kind of girl. Take it or leave it.
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BOTTLES GIVE ME SOMETHING
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THE HISTORY THE HISTORY THE HISTORY[/font][/center]
WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS?[/font][/blockquote]
My mom's name is Patrice Sharr. She had me at a late age. So right now she's like 53 or something. I don't keep count. She is a real estate agent for some weird company. I don't care, it gets up money though. She's hilarious. A lot like me, but obviously much more mature.
My dad. I don't know. I know his name is Bennett and he's like 47 right now. I don't speak to him much. He's in jail back at home. I visit him every now and then. He doesn't deserve to be in there honestly. My dad is so sweet, the girl falsely accussed him for sexual harassment. He was a teacher before he was arrested and tooken under custody of the prison, jail place.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
Yeah, of course. Two actually. A younger brother and older sister. He's like twelve I think. Or fourteen. Or fifteen. I don't know or care. Dwight gets on my nerves. I want to choke him so bad, but he is too big for his age. Dude, he's muscular. Girls drool all over him. It's gone to his head to, stupid trash. He's like in high school now, I think. I don't pay attention. Sorry.
My older sister is like twenty two or something. Dallas is just too much. A total slut. She craves dick too much, I sware. If Dallas was horny enough, she'd go after Dwight. She is a hoe. 304! HOE! I mean, she's awesome. But she thinks she's the shizz. She's a pile of shit, believe me. Dallas has major issues to solve. I love her, but I hate her at the same time. She is doing nothing with her life except being on her knees in front of a guy or on her back,legs spread.
ANY OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES?
There's my cousin Ryland, but she's a crack head. She's always trying to find some stupid way to get high. She's the only one closest to us. She lives in Santa Barabra though. I don't see her much. She's fun to hang out with, but she gets annoying. Like all the people in my family.
TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOU LIFE.
Nothing big had happened in my life really. Mom keeps steady at her job,top of the rank. Dad taught at my school. Dallas and Dwight purposely try to piss me off. Normal life. Only weird thing that had happened was when the police had come to our door one morning while I was brushing my teeth. It was hard to focus as I listened to what they said. All of my family, minus my dad of course, were surrounded around me as she sat in the living room. The police guy just spoke to us in a callm voice, like he didn't care.
When the news was let out, Dallas bursted out crying and Dwight narrowed his eyes. I just sat there, shocked. I just demanded him to tell me who the girl was. He just said some freshman at the school. I didn't care. I should have cared, but I didn't. My mother was silently crying next to me, I grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly. She already believed the story.
I didn't one bit. My mom seemed convinced though that my dad had actually sexually harassed that young girl. Raped her. After going to the hosptial it was true she was raped, but m father would never do such a thing. My mom must have been hiding something, I don't know. All I know is my dad was going to be let out soon because this had happened long ago. A few years actually. I would get to see him again. My mom wouldn't have that though, so she made us move from North Carolina, all the way to California. I don't know what the hell was going throuhg her mind, but she depised my dad.
YES WE LIVE FOR THE FAME
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WHAT’S YOUR NAME?[/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE]
NAME/ALIAS HERE.
AND YOUR AGE?
I am thirteen going on fourteen WEDNESDAY MARCH 17TH! whoot!
AND WHERE ARE YOU FROM?
I'm from my mother's vagina ^___^
CONTACT INFORMATION?
PM me or just e-mail me
AND A ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.Now that them hooking up was happening, just the feeling of being alone with him made her go wild. She just wanted to rip her clothes off right then. Cierra could have done it easily, even with skinny jeans. We pretty much know why. But she needed to savour these moments, but she would make sure this wasn't their only time hooking up. Just making out with him turned her on horribly. Imagine how the sex felt for her. Their attraction was pretty scary. She had images popping into her mind, making the gears in her mind churn. Cierra was anxious to just fuck him, but this teasing and touching was fine. His fingers against her bare skin felt like heaven. The constrast between their skin types were a bit comical, but the mixture looked wonderful to her.
She swallowed back the lump in her throat as her heart began to beat faster as he moved down kissed her neck. A soft moan escaped her lips and she closed her eyes, craning her neck slightly.
She brought her head back up and their lips collided instantly. His lips were soft against hers. So smooth and warm. It what was sending her heart beat off the charts. Cierra all of a sudden felt herself falling to the ground on top of Remy. They felt with a thud, she had no idea how that had happened but they had a solid place to actually do something. She actually more preferred the bed, but this all too fine too. Cierra felt his strong hands pull her under him and he hovered over her.
His body heat radiated off of him and onto her. She layed there as he traced his finger over the tattoo on her breast. Cierra felt a rumble of a moan in her throat as he just contiued to trace and just stared there. And her eyes flickered up as he easily took his shirt off. She eyed his torso and brought her hands up to run her hand over the muscles that were there. His skin was so soft and smooth.
Cierra moved her hands and he reached behind the arch of her back feeling around the skin and she couldn't take it anymore. The cloth of her bra was keeping a barrier between them. She reached behind and unclipped the back and it instantly fell and revealed her chest. Cierra deepened the kiss and threw the bra off to the side. She knew in just a little she'd be in a mix of pain and pleasure. The thought made her heart race even faster. If that was possible. She waited for Remy to do whatever he wanted because she wanted to be pampered. Cierra didn't want to do all the work, plus he knew what he was doing anyways. She was content as can be. She really needed more of Remy than this. Cierra didn't care what.
Fuck buddies, friend with benefits, whatever it was. As long as the sex was involved because just the littlest things he did got her so aroused. Remy was just so damn sexy, her body was reacting all too well. Cierra shivered in delight as her hands ran over his pale stomach again feeling the slightest trace of his muscles. She pulled away and let her wrap around him as if insctinct. Let the games began. Soon too. This teasing was just getting her a little bit too worked up. She was just about ready to just rip his pants off along with her and just get it done. Cierra chuckled to herself at her dirty thoughts and waited for Remy to take action. Do what he does best with the ladies probably. She ran her hands through his blond hair and ran her nails lighly down his back, tickling him slightly. Another tease toward him, but she dropped her hands and would let Remy do whatever he wanted to her.
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