Post by Sam Ash Wheaton on Mar 12, 2013 17:13:01 GMT -6
S A M ASH W H E A T O N !
be careful making wishes in the dark ,
[/i][/color][/size][/font]be careful making wishes in the dark ,
d a r k, c a n 't b e s u r e w h e n t h e y 'v e h i t t h e i r m a r k, m a r k. a n d b e s i d e s i n t h e
mean, mean time i'm just dreaming of tearing you apart. i'm in the de-details with the devil[/color][/font]
[/color] Sam Ash WheatonFull Name:
Nicknames: N/A
Age: 17
Birthdate: May 19
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender: Male
Problem: Addict
Grade: Senior
Clique(s): Scene, Music Geek
Classes:
so now the world can never get me ?[/i][/color][/size][/font]
o n m y l e v e l. i j u s t g o t t o g e t y o u o u t o f t h e c a g e. i 'm a y o u n g l o v e r 's r a g e
gonna need a spark to ignite. my songs know what you did in the dark. so light 'em up, up,[/color][/font]
[/color] 5'10"Height:
Weight: 137 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Notable Features: ... LOL All the Celeb has.
Play-By: Ashley Purdy
General Description: Sam is the kind of guy who likes to look like a bad boy. He wears leather, studs, chains, and gloves. He also tends to wear a lot of make-up, heavily around the eyes and on his face. He likes to stand out, get noticed. After all, the ones who get noticed get the most action, right? He prides himself on his appearance, always wanting to look his very best, so he's very rarely seen 'dressed down' when out in public. He's not exactly muscular, but he likes to show off his body none-the-less, and all his lovely tattoos as well. And his very skilled tongue.
[/justify][/blockquote][/size]up light 'em up up up. light 'em up ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
u p, u p. i ' m o n f i r e. s o l i g h t 'e m u p, u p, u p. l i g h t 'e m u p, u p, u p. l i g h t 'e m u p, u p,
up. i'm on fire. in the dark, dark. in the dark, dark. all the writers keep writing[/color][/font]
[/color] sex, boys, girls, dogs, cats, make-up, leather, gloves, hats, tattoos, rock and roll, hello kittyLikes:
Dislikes: rap music, poppy music, hypocrits, homophobics, racists, rodents, beavers
Strengths: playing guitar, singing, flirting
Weaknesses: admitting he has a problem, giving up sex, staying straight
Fears: being alone forever, going to prison
Disorders: N/A
General Description: Sam is very outgoing and friendly. He likes to talk and flirt with just about anyone, and he loves to goof off and have fun. There is nothing he won't try once, and twice if it didn't hurt to much the first time.
He's always open for new possibilities, new experiments, and going out on a limb. [/justify][/blockquote][/size]what they write, write. somewhere ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
a n o t h er p r e t t y v e i n j u s t d i e d. i 'v e g o t t h e s c a r s f r o m t o m o r r o w a n d, i
wish you could see, see that you’re the antidote to everything except for me, me[/color][/font]
[/color] Marissa WheatonMother:
Father: Allen Wheaton
Siblings: Ina Wheaton
Pets: None
Other: None
History: So I bet you're expecting some kind of sob story, right? Some kind of 'childhood gone wrong' where I tell you how my parents didn't love me and treated me wrong. Well I don't have a story like that. My parents loved me. They loved my sister. They loved us so fact that our family never slept alone. I wasn't given my own room until the police came and took my sister and I away. I didn't understand. My sister was taken away from me, placed in a completely different house. We'd never been apart. I had trouble sleeping on my own in a huge bed by myself. It was just wrong.
I know what you're thinking. You're fucked up. You're some kind of sex offender. No, I'm fucking not. I had a healthy relationship growing up. My parents just wanted the best for my sister and I. And they never did anything that wasn't first asked if we were okay with. So apparently, its not typical to sleep with your parents in the same bed until you're 14. It's not typical to have had sex with your parents or your sister. They just wanted us to know what it was like. To know how the world functioned. So when the police showed up and arrested my parents... for 'statutory rape' and 'endangering the wellfare of a minor' and a bunch of other things.
When I was old enough, my father would even bring home girls for me. How awesome was that? He'd be present, of course... to make sure that I didn't get hurt, or to give advice on how to do something if it was new to me. He was quite protective of me. I think Mom did the same thing with Ina too once she reached puberty. In high school, my friends were impressed that my parents allowed me to have sex in my own home, even when they were home. They thought it was cool. That's probably how the police got wind of it... I couldn't help it... I was bragging a bit to my friend, shocked that he didn't have the same kind of relationship with his parents. They must not have loved him the way mine loved me.
After all, who would deny their children such carnal pleasure? Let them go off and possibly get hurt when they were without parental supervision. There were a lot of crazy people out there. So naturally, I was terrified when I was suddenly ripped from my loving and protective parents, told that they were breaking the law and that they had been abusing myself and my sister. They are liars, of course. They never hurt me, or Ina. They took good care of us. Always made sure we were happy, that we were satisfied. Of course, I learned pretty quickly how different most people are. And Ina. Little Ina... she betrayed us all. I refused to tell any courts that my parents hurt me. There was no way they would hurt me...
But Ina? She wanted the attention, I'm sure. She went up there and told the police and the judge and that jury all about how Mom and Dad 'raped' us. How they let their friends come over and use us for their pleasure. She twisted everything. She even said that they had forced us to have sex with one another. That one had hurt. I would never have forced Ina to do anything. I loved her. I had thought she loved me. She kept trying to get me to back up her stories... but I would never admit to being raped. It didn't matter, our parents were sent to jail. And Ina and I were sent to separate foster parents.
Not many of my foster parents liked having me around. I was to... 'adventurous', shall we say. Practices that were common at home were 'not allowed' in my new home. I turned 15 not long after going into foster care... and by the time I was 16, I was sent away to St. Helena's school. They labeled me a sex addict, and stated that I would end up just like my parents, behind bars, if I weren't cured. And so... here I am. Just turned 17, entering into my senior year... and hoping that this year goes better than last year when everywhere I turned, there was someone telling me that I needed help. There's nothing wrong with me. I just want my family back.[/justify][/blockquote][/size]
a constellation of tears on your lashes ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
b u r n e v e r y t h i n g y o u l o v e, t h e n b u r n t h e a s h e s. i n t h e e n d e v e r y t h i n g
collides. my childhood spat back out the monster that you see. my songs know what you did in the dark.[/color][/font]
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