DESMARAIS, josefina grace

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[atrb= border, 0, true] josefina grace desmarais. [/style][style= width: 194px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/2py29l5.jpg);] [/style][style=width: 194px; padding-top: 19px; padding-bottom: 19px; background-color: #dd7f7e; font family: arial; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-style: italic;]Kali anne.

PERSONALITY... - -hard to break Josefina has undergone such a horrible past that she's become insanely hard to break. She always has been though, she's one of those girls that if you strike her she'll strike back. She doesn't back down from a fight so this may very well be her downfall, but as it stands its a positive trait because it means she doesn't allow people to walk on her. - -secretly a sweetheart See, beneath the tough exterior is a secret romantic. She read novels about love and lust, and secretly just wants people to like her. So if you break through her rather hard assed mask then you will eventually find a girl who likes to feel wanted. - -sadistic/masochisticYes, I realize these two words mean two different things. Masochism means you enjoy self inflicted pain whereas sadism means you enjoy others pain. She, however, sort of loves both. She has small marks on the inside of her wrists from inflicting self pain, she's also been known to play the monkey game. She very much enjoys inflicting pain on others as well, maybe that was why she was classed as a bully growing up. This freaky girl finds abuse kinky as opposed to wrong. She's only got the friends she does because...well they generally have to find the sadism attractive in some form. - -bitter Since her father pretty much raped her when she was a kid, she's pretty damn bitter. She doesn't believe in love at least she tells herself she doesnt and she doesn't really believe guys can be different. It takes a hell of allot to seduce her, and after that she probably wont look twice at you. She's not the sweetest of girls, really, btu i mean just like everyone she does have her moments. APPEARANCE... Ice Blue Eyes. Pale Skin, 5`6, 110lbs, depends on her mood HISTORY... Josefina has, in her mind, every right to be as sinister and bitter as she is. When she was seven years old her real father died, and her mother being the complete whore she was started fooling around with some guy she knew nothing about. Grief does strange things to people, so the innocent and loving mother she once had was gone the same day her father was. Two deaths in one day, only one harder than the other. She hardly recognized herself afterwards. Thats right, at one point in lfie Josi had been an optimistic completely innocent little girl. But now she can hardly look herself in the eyes, in fact every mirror in her home is covered with thick white sheets because she actually hates herself that much. The only time they come down it to put makeup on and take it off. So, that man her mother fooled around with? Well he started fooling around with her on her fifteenth birthday. Another reason why Josie is so completely closed off to males. However, she became rather agressive from that point onward, refusign to ever believe love existed. Her view on the world is basically this. She hates everyone, everything, and every belief. She has no morals, no idea of where she wants to go, and no idea of who she wants to be. Well, she does know who she is deep under the angry demeanor. She know's she actually just a sweet terrified girl, she just doesn't want to admit it. She does take offence to certain things, she hates beign called a whore because as much as she is she does it to hide her shame. . [/style][style= width: 188px; height: 100px; background-color: #bda194; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; font-size: 09px; color: #656565; border-top: #bda194 2px solid; border-bottom: #bda194 2px solid; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; overflow: auto;]Leah hated being alone on her birthday. Not only was it depressing because....well it was her birthday, but it was also valentines day. Every couple walked around locking lips and sucking faces. She used to be somewhat okay with the expression of love, up until she realized what it was like to lose love. She rolled her eyes at her own thoughts, walking up to the counter at the restaurant. "I'm off. See you guys later" she mumbled, brushing her black hair from her eyes and heading towards the door. It wasn't far from her work to the college, though in the shoes she was wearing it seemed longer then it should have. "lee! You forgot your bag again!" with a frustrated groan leah turned to look at her boss. Of course, she was right. She walked back towards the staff room and grabbed her bag. while she was there, she quickly changed from her uniform and into something somewhat more comfortable. When she was finally allowed to leave, Leah felt ... lonely. She glanced around, eyes locking on the couples that reminded her most of Andrew. The couples with the loud male and the timid girl, the couples that seemed...well...the happiest. They made her the saddest. Lee stood on the corner, forcing herself to stay strong. They'd been seperated for some time now, but it still stung like she'd just lost him. It was with that thought that she felt her phone vibrate. The name made her heart stop. One text message from Andrew Turner. She let her eyes widen as she moved towards the nearest bench. She slid off her pumps and crossed her legs as she plopped down and started reading the message. They where much too drunken for her to understand. She smiled half heartedly, she doubted he'd remember it was her birthday...but spending it with him would be better than nothing. She sighed, shaking her head. I'm coming over, loser she replied, not even bothering to pay attention to the rest of the drunken slander. She knew he'd be home, he only ever texted her when he was alone. She knew where he lived as though she had been there yesterday. The roads felt familliar, and the apartment building felt safe. She hit all the buzzers until someone let her in, and then started her way up the stairs. Andrews door was unlocked, he'd probably stumbled in drunken and not bothered to lock the door behind him. Again, another eye roll. She nudged open the door and went to flick on the switch. With a groan, she realized the lights were out. "Jesus, Andrew" she whined, looking around for him. She took her phone out and pressed the flashlight option, closing and locking the door behind her. "Here, Drunky" she teased playfully. "wheres you bill? she cooed softly when she finally found him. I'll pay it if you need me too" she was worried. She didn't like him being without things. She never had.

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