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[`morgan isabel callahan]

`morgan isabel callahan

shes been living life for nineteen years.
she's loud and rather obnoxious sometimes but sweet.
she's flying solo tonight, lucky boys.

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( THESUNINHEREYES )

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▪ like family well over there's a friend of mine, i've known them for a long long time
▪ attached at the hip well i'm glad they turned us all away we'll put it down as fate
▪ partners in crime this house is a circus, but we tend to see that as a perk though
▪ best girl friend fast open sky could do no harm, like an embrace of a mothers arms
▪ best guy friend when i was young, lying on the grass, i felt so safe in a warming bath
▪ close now i'm standing on the edge of broken confidence and this will be the thing that makes it right
▪ average i'll react when faces find you, when imagination takes full control
▪ enemies turned friends the parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene
▪ party buddies well this is a good idea, he wouldn't do it if it wasn't
▪ drinking buddies have you been drinking son, you don't look old enough to me
▪ on and off i think you should know that you're his favorite worst nightmare
▪ acquaintance with every year that came to pass, more clouds appear until the sky went black
▪ just met i hope you have more luck then me, you used to think that i'd come along
▪ name basis you've been looking for something something to make a new connection with fixing a lost thing
▪ friend of the family her next of kin who lived in sin was asking god to let her in
▪ clique friends and you've had enough you're trying to dig up, thieves help thugs
▪ friend of a friend she laughed and danced through a field of grays
▪ stranger danger a wake up call to the rancid room, sounded like an alarm of impending doom
▪ fake friend well it's done to your friends, their memories are pretend
▪ childhood friend and the last thing they want is for the feeling to end

( MASSIVEBLACKHOLE )[/color][/size]
▪ go to hell to let go, destroy you this is my life, this is entertainment, lies are entertainment, begging me for more
▪ hardcore hate the wretched blood runs through my veins, the selfish blood contaminates
▪ mutual hate i see your eyes on me, your snarl is so condescending
▪ one-sided hate probably like to throw a punch at me, you would agree
▪ mutual dislike they wanted to be men and do some fighting in the street
▪ one-sided dislike her eyes went down and cut you up, nothing like a dirty look
▪ tolerance so kind of you to bless us with your effortless, we're so grateful
▪ annoyance calm down temper temper, you shouldn't get so annoyed
▪ arch enemy bet there are thousands of blukes that have wept cause you've stolen their thunder
▪ enemies and your shoulders are frozen, as cold as the night
▪ friendly rivals you were preened and sanitized struck dumb by good advice
▪ rivalry she saw it, she grabbed it, and it wasn't what it seemed
▪ backstabbed have i done something to the trigger, the funny looks and the sniggers
▪ envy they pulled the rug from under, made way for new pretenders
▪ by association change your tone and change your hair, or you're not going anywhere
▪ avoidance despair up to the point when they provoke the punchline before they have told the joke
▪ scared of i bet that the juliet was just the icing on the cake, make no mistake
▪ just for show those that claim they're not showing off are drowning in denial
▪ friends turned enemies you know for a fact that everyone's just eating out of your hands
▪ indifference some of us want to kiss you, some of us want to kick you, tere's not a net[/font][/size]

( BUTTERFLIESANDHURRICANES )
▪ final swinging from the tallest height, with nothing left to hold on to
▪ possible final didn't you see she was gorgeous, she was beyond belief
▪ future oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
▪ possible future we all want someone to shout for, everybody wants someone to adore
▪ in love baby i'm yours until the stars fall from the sky, until the rivers run dry
▪ true love one look sends it coursing through the veins, oh how the feeling races
▪ past love i see your eyes on me, what in the world is he doing
▪ spouse i doubt it's your style not to get what you acquire, you are the unforecasted storm
▪ fiancee there's one thing on your mind, you've seen your future wife
▪ current carve your name into my arm, i lie here charmed
▪ on and off dating you knew he'd be trouble right before the very first kiss
▪ past, bad i haven't seen you since last year and suprisingly you've forgot my name
▪ past, good that girl's a different girl to her you kissed her last night
▪ past, chemistry you're a fad you're a fashion and i'm having a job trying to talk to you
▪ sweethearts that's the impression i get cause you're so smooth and effortless
▪ fling i didn't know if you were looking for romance or
▪ mutual crush see her in the green dress, she talked to me at the bar
▪ one sided crush everybody's looking, you've got control of everyone's eyes including mine
▪ past crush i wish you'd stop ignoring me because you're sending me into despair
▪ friends with benefits he spends the afternoon between your thighs
▪ enemies with benefits time to pass your test, hanging on my lover
▪ lust waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you
▪ physical attraction never thought i'd fill with desire, never thought i'd be ashamed
▪ make out friends lighting the fuse might result in a bang with a bang-go
▪ one night stand and we woke up together not quite realising how, awkwardly yawning
▪ sexual tension these bonds are shackle free, wrapped in lust and lunacy
▪ hot and cold you use to get it in your fishnets, now you only get it your night dress
▪ fleeting glances discarded all the nice nights for naughtiness, landed in a very common crisis

( THERECKLESSTHINGS )[/color]

▪ mixed feelings the eyes are all bright he couldn't wait to get away and throw it all away
▪ future family as they grow older they will understand
▪ brother her brother's gone off to the strippers, to make up for lost time
▪ sister three hundred and fifthy no thank yous and nobody flinches
▪ protective over you me and my dragon can chase all the pain away
▪ protective over me well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own
▪ emotional support but we're all fragile lovers and tragedies, we have lost all hope
▪ respect over you we are the only sky high of the city but we want to call out for hope
▪ mutual respect i can not hold the weight alone, it collaspes and builds it up into something else
▪ respect over me she use to be the type that to say she would be cautious of the ground she walks on
▪ admiration she could have been one of those bitches, but she's actually alright
▪ stalker watch her pulse beat faster as she's walking along, and her heartbeat's thumping to the beat of this song
▪ room mate i've been waiting for someone someone to break the repetition with a sin dripped tounge
▪ band mate and this will change the rest of your life, just this time
▪ mentor flipping through a little book of sex tips, remember when the boys were all eletric
▪ apprentice do the bad thing, take off your wedding ring but it won't much be easier
▪ awkward and if it weren't for this dark you'd see how red my face has gone
▪ secret relationship they always offer when there's loads of love around, it's nowhere to be found
▪ forbidden relationship are you pulling her from a burning building or throwing her to the sharks
▪ good influence cause we never turn out as we thought we would
▪ bad influence but we'll do it anyways because we love a little trouble
▪ role model you remember me from a better time, a heavy burden i have never felt before
▪ never spoken there's certainly some venom in the looks you collect
▪ classmate and you'll find yourself in a squirmish and you'll wish you were never born
▪ obsession yesterday i saw a girl who looked like someone you might knock about with
▪ other running off over next door's garden before the hour is done[/font][/size]

( TAKEABOW )
yeah, this plot was made by please.give.it.up. of white pages. um, yay? all lyrics are credeited to the shit, or simply the arctic monkeys, the muse, placebo, death cab for cutie, and innerpartysystem. yay for them! if you take this credit down, i will hunt you down and gut you like a fish; or send you to the valley of death where the unicorns will stomp on you until you are flat like a pancake. kay?

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[font=times new roman][size=0]s/he's been my prom queen/prom king for age years. baby girl/boy's just a membergroup

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[size=4]morgan : [/size][b]what i say here. leave blank if i didn't post in yours. if i did, please copy and paste it right here.[/b][/size][/font]

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[`morgan isabel callahan]

the list.

*easy christopher walsh ,
he's been my prom king for twenty years. baby boy's just a sophmore.

▪ close now i'm standing on the edge of broken confidence and this will be the thing that makes it right
▪ mutual crush see her in the green dress, she talked to me at the bar
▪ physical attraction never thought i'd fill with desire, never thought i'd be ashamed
▪ fleeting glances discarded all the nice nights for naughtiness, landed in a very common crisis
▪ protective over you me and my dragon can chase all the pain away
▪ protective over me well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own

easy : what can i possibly say about morgan greene? well, maybe the fact that she looks like my baby cousin who's five years old, and i might have mentioned that to her the first time we met. which i think would have earned me a slap in the face if i didn't look her in the eyes. the girl has something going on with my eyes, it's like whenever i make her mad she forgives me when i look at her. haha, it's brilliant. like, fuck, i never want to wear sunglasses ever again. anyway, soon we became pretty close friends and what not. she's sweet, i can't help but be friends with her. and i guess i do like, like her.. define like. i don't know yet, maybe it will grow out to be something more or not, but she's so tiny i can't help but be protective over her. anyone messes with her, i'll be sure to break their face.
morgan : easy! okay, so this kid ALSO thought i was eight years old when i first met him! isn't that peachy. but, i'm pretty much used to it by now, so it didn't bother me as much. the first thing i ever noticed about him was that he was cute. and when i saw his eyes... i have to admit i melted in them. and then he asked me if i was okay and if i needed to find my mother. which really pissed me off at the time, but i got over it. lemme just say this; the ONLY reason he gets off with me is because whenever he wants me to forgive him, he always looks into my eyes, and i always melt in his pretty blue ones and eventually he is forgiven. but seriously, if he didn't have such pretty eyes, he would be like sworn off by me. seriously.


*brett paige kite ,
she's been my prom queen for twentyone years. baby girl's just a sophmore.

▪ hardcore hate the wretched blood runs through my veins, the selfish blood contaminates
▪ mutual hate i see your eyes on me, your snarl is so condescending
▪ annoyance calm down temper temper, you shouldn't get so annoyed
▪ enemies and your shoulders are frozen, as cold as the night
▪ scared of i bet that the juliet was just the icing on the cake, make no mistake[/color
▪ indifference some of us want to kiss you, some of us want to kick you, tere's not a net[/size]

brett : ugh, it's people like morgan i don't have time to waste on. but i don't expect anything less from a freshmen. to start off, i guess she judged me from first glance as this total bitch, and that was a bad thing to do. i could really make her, if you know what i mean. if we had gotten to know eachother and be friends, she'd be in the 'in' crowd. but i guess she doesn't care after all. i don't know how my brother could even be associated with little m here, i can't even stand to be in the same room. from what i know, she's rude and needs a new wardrobe, but i'll save the insults for later. either way, she went off to this little game of hating me, and i'm taking no part of it. if she wants to continue, then have fun playing with yourself sweetie.
morgan : ho-ly jesus christ. i cannot believe this girl, at all. she is a conceited, self absorbed snobby, stuck up freaking bitch who thinks she owns everyone. just because shes richer then everyone doesn't mean that she is the shit. she has no soul at all, i'm completely sure of that. i really don't understand and i can't believe at all is how this freaking bitch, the spawn of the devil, could be the sister of jude, who couldn't hurt a fly. i love jude, hate his sister. i can't stand to even look at her for more then a minute. i really can't.


*jude gregory kite,
he's been my prom king for twenty-three years. baby boy's just a junior

▪ close now i'm standing on the edge of broken confidence and this will be the thing that makes it right
▪ annoyance calm down temper temper, you shouldn't get so annoyed
▪ friendly rivals you were preened and sanitized struck dumb by good advice
▪ one sided crush everybody's looking, you've got control of everyone's eyes including mine
▪ protective over you me and my dragon can chase all the pain away
▪ protective over me well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own
▪ emotional support but we're all fragile lovers and tragedies, we have lost all hope
▪ mentor flipping through a little book of sex tips, remember when the boys were all eletric
▪ good influence cause we never turn out as we thought we would
▪ brother/sister - like running off over next door's garden before the hour is done[/color][/font][/size]

jude : Oh no, Morgan? My worst nightmare! Haha, I joke of course. She's a sweetheart, and we're really good friends. I met her walking through Central Park, and in all honesty I thought she was around nine or ten years old. She has such innocent facial features.. anyways. I asked if she was lost, she got playfully offensive and we started arguing about Hayley William's hair. We sat on a bench and talked for a bit, and she has a real cute personality. She's so small, i'm afraid that someday somebody's going to pick her up off the street and run away with her. Anyways. It's a never-ending game of 'Okay, Mor. Time to go.' and me having to push her out the door when i'm trying to have alone time with Jen. She's such a little girl, you know? She's such a sweetie, though. I'll admit that she annoys me more than anything, but I still love her. Mess with her and you're messing with me, just know that. She's my sister from another mister, and it'll always be that way. Love her.
morgan : hey jude C: i love that. jude is such a cool person to be around. i'm so glad that i ever met him. wait a sec, how the hell did i meet him? oh yeah. i was walking in central park, and he came up to me and asked me if i was lost or something. yeah, he thought i was like eight. which, i clearly wasn't! i was only eighteen. i cant help it if i am tiny and have the face of an innocent child. and then we got into this silly argument over hayley william's hair or something because i was wearing my riot! shirt that i got at warped tour when i went to visit my aunt in california. ohmygod, warped was the best. but anyways, we at down and talked for a while, and we became pretty good friends. hes sweeter then most of the guys i know, and thats really hard to find in a guy these days. but i annoy him more than anything. his girlfriend is pretty damn lucky. i guess i have developed a crush on him, but i would never admit it to anyone. i would never be able to live it down. and anyway. he's more of a big brother to me. it's like i'm jenn and he's dan from gossipgirl. haha. i love him that way.


*annabelle sophia callahan ,
she's been my prom queen for twenty-three years. baby girl's just a junior.

▪ attached at the hip well i'm glad they turned us all away we'll put it down as fate
▪ close now i'm standing on the edge of broken confidence and this will be the thing that makes it right
▪ childhood friend and the last thing they want is for the feeling to end
▪ sister three hundred and fifthy no thank yous and nobody flinches
▪ protective over you me and my dragon can chase all the pain away
▪ protective over me well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own
▪ emotional support but we're all fragile lovers and tragedies, we have lost all hope
▪ respect over you we are the only sky high of the city but we want to call out for hope
▪ admiration she could have been one of those bitches, but she's actually alright
▪ mentor flipping through a little book of sex tips, remember when the boys were all eletric
▪ role model you remember me from a better time, a heavy burden i have never felt before

belle. : i'm just going to say what she is, because that's the simplest way to deal with things these days. morgan is my little sister. she's crazy, and has me on the brink of a heartattack more than daily. she doesn't think, she just does, and she's driven me crazy for the past twenty years of my life. she gets herself into situations that i don't even want to deal with, and she's over-confidant too much. she makes me want to tear my hair out sometimes, because she doesn't listen to me when it's most important. but over everything else: she's beautiful. she has good taste. she can take care of herself most of the time, and she's one of the most creative people i know. she makes gorgeous music, and can have anything she wants within a blink of an eye. she's so determined that she beats me at my own game sometimes, and that's saying something. she's morgan isabel callahan, my little sister. while sometimes its hard to cope with the bonds of family, and the ties of friendship to go along with it, i'm blessed to have morgan as my little sister. after the accident i've been over-protective, but she helped me through my incidents, too, which makes her the same at times. we're there for each other when we need each other, and i admire her for every wonderful thing she's brought me since she was born. happiness, life, and excitement. i love to be the one who helps her out and gives her advice. i love how we have each other's backs. i love how i can tell her anything and she'd help me, no matter what. i love how she tells me that i'm her role model, and i love that i can tell her how much i want to be like her. if i had the mind of this girl, i'd be the greatest photographer ever born into this world. i can't express how much love i have for her, and what i'd do if i lost her... i don't know if i'd live. she certainly keeps wes and i on our toes, but all the same she keeps us safe. she gives us happiness and sunshine, and i couldn't ask for any more of a wonderful sister. i love her, and if you do anything to hurt her you'll be answering to me. i love you with all my heart, mo, never change.
morgan : what i say here. leave blank if i didn't post in yours. if i did, please copy and paste it right here.


*zooey brandon elle ,
she's been my prom queen for twentyseven years. baby girl's just a teacher

▪ protective over me well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own
▪ teacher running off over next door's garden before the hour is done
▪ good influence cause we never turn out as we thought we would
▪ respect over me she use to be the type that to say she would be cautious of the ground she walks on

zooey : don't say anything to anyone else, but if i had to pick a student to have 100 copies of, it would be morgan. seriously, a class full of morgan would be heaven. her art is amazing, and she wants to be a musician. music is so beautiful, it truly is the harmony of the soul. her music is beautiful as well, i have heard some of it. morgan's insight into everything is so unique and i think that she is very inspirational to myself. to anyone! she can lighten up a room for sure.
morgan :


*brandon peter westley,
he's been my prom king for twenty three. baby boy's just a middle class

▪ mutual hate i see your eyes on me, your snarl is so condescending
▪ rivalry she saw it, she grabbed it, and it wasn't what it seemed
▪ avoidance despair up to the point when they provoke the punchline before they have told the joke
▪ physical attraction never thought i'd fill with desire, never thought i'd be
▪ enemies with benefits time to pass your test, hanging on my lover
▪ lust waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you
▪ secret relationship they always offer when there's loads of love around, it's nowhere to be found


brandon : hmm. where can i start with miss morgan? sometimes i just want to...err. strangle her? and yet at the same time i cant help but love her. she can be like a rock sometimes; stubborn and cold. i try everything in my power to make her go away. insults, witty comments, the whole shit load. but its like no matter how much i want the little bug to run away to her bug friends; she is always around. let's just say we are two personalities that constantly but heads. she thinks one thing, i think another. she has one plan, i think of something else. i try to back-stab her, and she backstabs me. a never ending war really. i always try to get the upper hand on morgan, but she always seemed to escape my jurisdiction before its too late. she confuses me behind belief. but then again, most girls in this crazy ass world do. because, no matter how angry we are at each other, she can still end up coming to be for something. help? sometimes. when she can get off her high seat and converse about it. then again, its the same thing for me too. i can remember when i officially hated her; when she got my car towed. i was so pissed, and admittedly, i was hyperventilating. impala-deprivation. she thought it was pretty funny. i want to shoot her, but i cant in public...
morgan : brandon. oh, what to say about brady here. yeah, i call him brady just because it pisses him off. i like to mess with him, cause he takes things so damn seriously. and of course, he insults me in an attempt to get me to go away. but nothing he could say could really hurt me. i mean, i've heard worse from my half sister's husband. so, we like to drive each other crazy. i actually got his car towed once. holy crap, he wanted to kill me. but, here and there, we have these moments when we actually are sort of friends. we do have moments like that, believe it or not. but they are rare. we have a bit of a connection. and, he knows he wants me, underneath all that bad assyness of his. :.


*jay craig moore ,
he's been my prom king for age years. baby boy's just a sophomore

▪ one-sided dislike her eyes went down and cut you up, nothing like a dirty look
▪ past love i see your eyes on me, what in the world is he doing
▪ past, bad i haven't seen you since last year and suprisingly you've forgot my name
▪ one night stand and we woke up together not quite realising how, awkwardly yawning
▪ other – family of enemy running off over next door's garden before the hour is done[/color]
jay : Morgan, Morgan, Morgan. Oh Jeeze, what to say about her. I’ll admit it, when I first met her all I could think about was getting in her pants, but I played the awkward cute innocent boy off pretty well, and little did you know we hooked up and I got what I wanted. She’s the sister to this chick Annabelle, with a name like that you’d think nothing like sunshine out of the girl. Well, she told Morgan about my past, and how I’m such an asshole/player/partier/exedra. Well, my whole cute awkward boy act was blown and right when we started going out, we where broken up. And shit, I don’t even know how we ended out going out in the first place. But we did, and then I don’t know. Weirdly enough I was falling for her…but like I said, things are ruined now. Shit, I try to live without no regrets, but If I could go back in time I don’t think I would have ever sat down next to her in the park and started up a conversation with her. If I never did that I wouldn’t be in the mess I am today. But still, even if I am in this mess, something about me still wants her back.

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[annabelle sophia callahan]

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[font=georgia][size=5]*[color=plum]annabelle sophia callahan [/color],[/size][/font]
[font=times new roman][size=0]she's been my prom queen for twenty-three years. baby girl's just a junior.

[color=008B65]▪[/color] attached at the hip [color=008B65]well i'm glad they turned us all away we'll put it down as fate[/color]
[color=008B6D]▪[/color] close [color=008B6D]now i'm standing on the edge of broken confidence and this will be the thing that makes it right [/color]
[color=008B89]▪[/color] childhood friend [color=008B89]and the last thing they want is for the feeling to end[/color]
[color=A2F9E2]▪[/color] sister [color=A2F9E2]three hundred and fifthy no thank yous and nobody flinches[/color]
[color=A2F7E2]▪[/color] protective over you [color=A2F7E2]me and my dragon can chase all the pain away[/color]
[color=A2F5E2]▪[/color] protective over me [color=A2F5E2]well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own[/color]
[color=A2F3E2]▪[/color] emotional support [color=A2F3E2]but we're all fragile lovers and tragedies, we have lost all hope[/color]
[color=A2F1E2]▪[/color] respect over you [color=A2F1E2]we are the only sky high of the city but we want to call out for hope [/color]
[color=A2EBE2]▪[/color] admiration [color=A2EBE2]she could have been one of those bitches, but she's actually alright[/color]
[color=A2E3E2]▪[/color] mentor [color=A2E3E2]flipping through a little book of sex tips, remember when the boys were all eletric[/color]
[color=A2D5E2]▪[/color] role model [color=A2D5E2]you remember me from a better time, a heavy burden i have never felt before[/color]

[font=times new roman][size=4]belle. : [/size][size=1]i'm just going to say what she is, because that's the simplest way to deal with things these days. morgan is my little sister. she's crazy, and has me on the brink of a heartattack more than daily. she doesn't think, she just does, and she's driven me crazy for the past twenty years of my life. she gets herself into situations that i don't even want to deal with, and she's over-confidant too much. she makes me want to tear my hair out sometimes, because she doesn't listen to me when it's most important. but over everything else: she's beautiful. she has good taste. she can take care of herself most of the time, and she's one of the most creative people i know. she makes gorgeous music, and can have anything she wants within a blink of an eye. she's so determined that she beats me at my own game sometimes, and that's saying something. she's morgan isabel callahan, my little sister. while sometimes its hard to cope with the bonds of family, and the ties of friendship to go along with it, i'm blessed to have morgan as my little sister. after the accident i've been over-protective, but she helped me through my incidents, too, which makes her the same at times. we're there for each other when we need each other, and i admire her for every wonderful thing she's brought me since she was born. happiness, life, and excitement. i love to be the one who helps her out and gives her advice. i love how we have each other's backs. i love how i can tell her anything and she'd help me, no matter what. i love how she tells me that i'm her role model, and i love that i can tell her how much i want to be like her. if i had the mind of this girl, i'd be the greatest photographer ever born into this world. i can't express how much love i have for her, and what i'd do if i lost her... i don't know if i'd live. she certainly keeps wes and i on our toes, but all the same she keeps us safe. she gives us happiness and sunshine, and i couldn't ask for any more of a wonderful sister. i love her, and if you do anything to hurt her you'll be answering to me. i love you with all my heart, mo, never change.[/size][/font]
[size=4]morgan : [/size][b]what i say here. leave blank if i didn't post in yours. if i did, please copy and paste it right here.[/b][/size][/font]

[zooey brandon elle]

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[font=georgia][size=5]*[color=plum]zooey brandon elle [/color],[/size][/font]
[font=times new roman][size=0]she's been my prom queen for twentyseven years. baby girl's just a teacher

[color=A2F5E2]▪[/color] protective over me [color=A2F5E2]well i'm sure you could have made it better on your own[/color]
[color=A2CDE2]▪[/color] teacher [color=A2CDE2]running off over next door's garden before the hour is done[/color]
[color=A2D9E2]▪[/color] good influence [color=A2D9E2]cause we never turn out as we thought we would[/color]
[color=A2EDE2]▪[/color] respect over me [color=A2EDE2]she use to be the type that to say she would be cautious of the ground she walks on[/color]

[font=times new roman][size=4]zooey : [/size][size=1]don't say anything to anyone else, but if i had to pick a student to have 100 copies of, it would be morgan. seriously, a class full of morgan would be heaven. her art is amazing, and she wants to be a musician. music is so beautiful, it truly is the harmony of the soul. her music is beautiful as well, i have heard some of it. morgan's insight into everything is so unique and i think that she is very inspirational to myself. to anyone! she can lighten up a room for sure.[/size][/font]
[size=4]morgan : [/size][b][/b][/size][/font]

[brandon peter westley]

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[font=georgia][size=5]*[color=limegreen]brandon peter westley[/color],[/size][/font]
[font=times new roman][size=0]he's been my prom king for twenty three. baby boy's just a middle class

[color=795685]▪[/color] mutual hate [color=795685]i see your eyes on me, your snarl is so condescending[/color]
[color=794485]▪[/color] rivalry [color=794485]she saw it, she grabbed it, and it wasn't what it seemed[/color]
[color=793C85]▪[/color] avoidance [color=793C85]despair up to the point when they provoke the punchline before they have told the joke[/color]
[color=E76464]▪[/color] physical attraction [color=E76464]never thought i'd fill with desire, never thought i'd be[/color]
[color=E36464]▪[/color] enemies with benefits [color=E36464]time to pass your test, hanging on my lover[/color]
[color=E56464]▪[/color] lust [color=E56464]waxing with a candlelight, and burning just for you[/color]
[color=A2DDE2]▪[/color] secret relationship [color=A2DDE2]they always offer when there's loads of love around, it's nowhere to be found[/color]


[font=times new roman][size=4]brandon : [/size][size=1]hmm. where can i start with miss morgan? sometimes i just want to...err. strangle her? and yet at the same time i cant help but love her. she can be like a rock sometimes; stubborn and cold. i try everything in my power to make her go away. insults, witty comments, the whole shit load. but its like no matter how much i want the little bug to run away to her bug friends; she is always around. let's just say we are two personalities that constantly but heads. she thinks one thing, i think another. she has one plan, i think of something else. i try to back-stab her, and she backstabs me. a never ending war really. i always try to get the upper hand on morgan, but she always seemed to escape my jurisdiction before its too late. she confuses me behind belief. but then again, most girls in this crazy ass world do. because, no matter how angry we are at each other, she can still end up coming to be for something. help? sometimes. when she can get off her high seat and converse about it. then again, its the same thing for me too. i can remember when i officially hated her; when she got my car towed. i was so pissed, and admittedly, i was hyperventilating. impala-deprivation. she thought it was pretty funny. i want to shoot her, but i cant in public...[/size][/font]
[size=4]morgan : [/size][b]brandon. oh, what to say about brady here. yeah, i call him brady just because it pisses him off. i like to mess with him, cause he takes things so damn seriously. and of course, he insults me in an attempt to get me to go away. but nothing he could say could really hurt me. i mean, i've heard worse from my half sister's husband. so, we like to drive each other crazy. i actually got his car towed once. holy crap, he wanted to kill me. but, here and there, we have these moments when we actually are sort of friends. we do have moments like that, believe it or not. but they are rare. we have a bit of a connection. and, he knows he wants me, underneath all that bad assyness of his. :.[/b][/size][/font]

[jay craig moore ,]

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[font=georgia][size=5]*[color=limegreen]jay craig moore [/color],[/size][/font]
[font=times new roman][size=0]he's been my prom king for age years. baby boy's just a sophomore

[color=795085]▪[/color] one-sided dislike [color=795085]her eyes went down and cut you up, nothing like a dirty look[/color]
[color=C76464]▪[/color] past love [color=C76464]i see your eyes on me, what in the world is he doing[/color]
[color=D16464]▪[/color] past, bad [color=D16464]i haven't seen you since last year and suprisingly you've forgot my name[/color]
[color=EB6464]▪[/color] one night stand [color=EB6464]and we woke up together not quite realising how, awkwardly yawning[/color]
[color=A2CDE2]▪[/color] other – family of enemy [color=A2CDE2]running off over next door's garden before the hour is done[/color][/color]
[font=times new roman][size=4]jay : [/size][size=1][/size][/font]  Morgan, Morgan, Morgan.  Oh Jeeze, what to say about her. I’ll admit it, when I first met her all I could think about was getting in her pants, but I played the awkward cute innocent boy off pretty well, and little did you know we hooked up and I got what I wanted.  She’s the sister to this chick Annabelle, with a name like that you’d think nothing like sunshine out of the girl.  Well, she told Morgan about my past, and how I’m such an asshole/player/partier/exedra.  Well, my whole cute awkward boy act was blown and right when we started going out, we where broken up.  And shit, I don’t even know how we ended out going out in the first place.  But we did, and then I don’t know.  Weirdly enough I was falling for her…but like I said, things are ruined now.  Shit, I try to live without no regrets, but If I could go back in time I don’t think I would have ever sat down next to her in the park and started up a conversation with her.  If I never did that I wouldn’t be in the mess I am today.  But still, even if I am in this mess, something about me still wants her back.

[size=4]morgan : [/size][b]what i say here. leave blank if i didn't post in yours. if i did, please copy and paste it right here.[/b][/size][/font]