Ash Richards
› PSEUDO : sevenways › MAILS : 18 › EN VILLE DEPUIS LE : 13/08/2013 › CRÉDITS : balaclava (avatar) ~ TIPS@GOSSIPGIRLNET ~ YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME, XOXO › JOB : luthier. › ÂGE : vingt-sept ans › PATRIMOINE : un pick-up rouillé affectueusement nommé jack › MANTRA : And when Alexander saw the breadth of his domain, he wept, for there were no more worlds to conquer. › TOPICS : disponible + (3/3)
| Sujet: (m) LUCKY BLUE, what if you fall ? oh, but what if I fly ? Lun 9 Mai - 1:22 | |
| Hannes Leon | Nom Leon. Prénom(s) Johannes, seulement par ses parents, Hannes par le reste du monde, Han par Ash. Âge 20 ans. Date et lieu de naissance Au choix, à New York. Nationalité Américain, quelques origines d'Europe du Nord, mère mannequin née à Stavenger (Norvège). Etat civil Célibataire. Profession Aucune, il vit sur ses parts de l'entreprise familiale. Caractère écrire ici Les rumeurs sur gossipgirl.net écrire ici Groupe Manhattan's elite, qui se rêve outsider. Avatar Lucky Blue Smith. (crédit: balaclava) histoire du personnage first. he touches you and you light on fire. your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. the burns don’t show, but it’s hard to breathe with ash in your lungs. it’s so hard to breathe. you’re suffocating daily. second. it hurts to watch him. he shines. he’s brighter than the sun, he’s too beautiful for your eyes. it’s hard to look at him. it’s even harder to look away from him. you’re going blind. third. your ears are tuned to his voice. you could pick him out in a sea of thousands. his voice makes pretty singers who sing pretty songs sound dull. his voice makes everything else sound ugly.
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prénom nom fourth. the color of his eyes is blue enough to drown in. he is turning you into a clichéd love-wrecked being. you’re drowning, always sinking. down, down, down. fifth. you know him. you love him. through a thousand lifetimes, across millions of stars, you’d find him, you’d never leave him. you love him, till death do you part. ( sixth. he loves you, too. ) | prénom nom fourth. the color of his eyes is blue enough to drown in. he is turning you into a clichéd love-wrecked being. you’re drowning, always sinking. down, down, down. fifth. you know him. you love him. through a thousand lifetimes, across millions of stars, you’d find him, you’d never leave him. you love him, till death do you part. ( sixth. he loves you, too. ) |
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