Post by ANGELO SAGE CARTER on Apr 13, 2010 23:25:20 GMT
ANGELO SAGE CARTER
i've been wrong, i've been down
to the bottom of every bottle
despite words in my head
scream , are we having fun yet?
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS VANESSA and I HAIL FROM EASTERN TIME ZONE ! AREN'T YOU JEALOUS ;] YOU CAN CONTACT ME BY PM <3. OH, AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR TWO AND A HALF YEARS NOW!
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i've been wrong, i've been down
to the bottom of every bottle
despite words in my head
scream , are we having fun yet?
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS VANESSA and I HAIL FROM EASTERN TIME ZONE ! AREN'T YOU JEALOUS ;] YOU CAN CONTACT ME BY PM <3. OH, AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR TWO AND A HALF YEARS NOW!
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[/b] angelo sage carter* / FULL NAME
* / NICKNAMES[/b] angelo, angel, ang.
* / AGE[/b] eighteen. (january 17th, 1992)
* / GENDER[/b] male.
* / JOB[/b] n/a
* / SEXUALITY[/b] gay.
* / MEMBER GROUP[/b] artists.
* / CONDITIONS[/b] Eremophobia (Fear of being alone/lonely), and ammidyphobia (fear of someone you love leaving you). His mother didn't think he had enough friends, and considering he never wanted to be left alone, she send him to Stanfield.
* / FACE CLAIM[/b] joseph adam jonas.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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[/b] boys, hanging out with friends, dancing, photography, acting, writing, playing the guitar, writing songs, singing, reading, comedy, watching movies, snow, & eating.* / LIKES
* / DISLIKES[/b] the color yellow, rain, drinking, parties that involve drugs and drinking, spiders, shopping, & learning.
* / POSITIVE TRAITS[/b] happy, outgoing, loving, caring, generous, funny, friendly, charming, flirty & cheery.
* / NEGATIVE TRAITS[/b] jealousy, anger, disappointment, sad, snappy, cocky, & over-dramatic. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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[/b] Brooklyn, New York.* / HOMETOWN
* / PARENTS[/b] Jane, 40, Mother.
* / SIBLINGS[/b] n/a
* / OTHER FAMILY[/b] n/a
* / HISTORY[/b] Angelo was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York. He wasn't a typical child with two parents or a sibling. He was a love child. A love child that had been abandoned by his father when he was just six years old. That's one of the reasons why he grew up with abandonment issues. He was left with his mother, Jane, who took good care of him. They didn't suffer money wise, but the communication that the two had when Angelo became a teenager lessened. He was always afraid of his mother leaving him like his father did because of her late night shifts and being away longer than one day.
The only thing that helped him through those days was probably his art. His mother, when he was little, use to color and draw with him to occupy him. Those were one of the things they loved to do together until they grew apart because of, well, growing up. All teenagers had issues with their parents at one point, no matter what was wrong with them. He drew in his sketch book and painted his inspirations everyday, probably starting when he was just thirteen. He was quite good and the art that he produced was his feelings out on paper. He also liked to write and take pictures. He was a poem/song writer and a naturalist at photography. His life wasn't too bad, besides the fact that he was afraid of being left alone and afraid of a loved one leaving him.
That was until he realized that he wasn't into his girlfriend. It was a small thing at first. He wasn't attracted to her.. But then the cycle continued, when he figured out he wasn't into any women at all. He was gay. He liked guys. He was attracted to their masculinity. And as great as feminine girls sounded, he didn't want them. At first he was ashamed of being gay, but when he confronted his mother about it, she was proud that he was able to tell her that he liked the same sex. She could care less actually, as long as he was happy with the one he loved. She was a caring and kind person like Angelo. He had gotten most of his traits from her.
As Angelo grew older though, his phobia's had gotten worse and he became a little paranoid with his mother. He was always asking where she was, constantly worrying about her, since the neighborhood they lived in grew to be bad. She couldn't take the badgering with her son any longer. He needed to stop being paranoid and there was only one way she could think of. Send him to Stanfield. And, here he is today.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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