do you remember what fearless felt like?

my last set was created on the fourth of february. wow.
 
hey, guys. :)
first of all, apologies for the shit set. i haven't made a set in such a long time and i forgot everything about how to make one. but alessandra's ass makes up for it! :)
 
second of all, i am sorry? i honestly don't know what to tell you because i have nothing to say and yet so much i HAVE to say but i have no idea how to. on the fourth when i said everything was calming down i had no idea because this was just the start for everything to happen. for an outsider, the happenings in egypt have definitely calmed down but for us, right here, right inside all of it, it's been the roughest months ever.
my school started again and my school is the building right to the ministry of eeh ... i have no idea what it's called. it's the one with the police and inner security and stuff. and we're 100 meters max. away from tahrir square. and my stupid ass of a school master is convinced, going to school is not dangerous at all. the fact that we have demonstrations behind us every day with people EVERY day trying to break into the ministry and burning down everything isn't changing his opinion. i've smelled the smell of fire and i've heard cars exploding so much lately and he doesn't change his opinion. plus, we do exams. with that beautiful, calm atmosphere around us.
with the politics and future of egypt now in the center of attention of every single egyptian, we've had so many radical groups coming out. muslim brotherhood, blabla. i'm a muslim but i can't walk alone in the street because if one of them catches me, i am dead because to them, i'm a bitcch and nothing close to religious because i wear jeans and i show my hair. it's complicated but they're weird people and they hate the whole world.
i was also away with my class on our trip. it was a nile cruise to luxor and aswan and it went good. other than all the happenings in egypt, my personal life hasn't been running smoothly either, with family troubles, school pressure, friends aka biitches. i won't bore you with the details, but it's just been rough. so excuse me absence and i hope i have my life in control now enough to be able to make sets regularly.
 
third of all, this is for two people! :) and guess who. not hard to guess, at all.
 
vicki; do you know how much i love? well, it's a lot. like seriously a lot and i have missed you so much and i am SO sorry i worried you and just disappeared and i promise you, it will never happen. i love you like crazy, baby, and i am glad to know you. [if you answer my pm!]
 
barbs; yeah, seriously? THE SHIT! you are the sweetest person ever even though you go all tough drug junkie on all of us, but you're insanely sweet and i love you. and i have missed you and i am sorry about everything you went through so this is for you whenever you get sad:
I LOVE YOU and you are amazing. someone here [distantly very far away from you, but still, somewhere in the world] loves you and thinks you're amazing.
 
fourth of all, on my last set, all the comments that came meant SO much to me and i thank you all. i know i haven't responded to any of them but i have seriously read every single one even before disappearing and they helped me get through it. expect a pm from me anytime because i want to thank you all personally.
 
thank you, and i hope the set following this won't come in three months. :)
LAILA!

hola, babes!
so yes, two apology sets after another with a gap of over ten days, i think. yes, i'm a fuck up, but anyways. this time it was actually out of my control!
 
first of all, this set is for vicki and barbs because they are the cutest and i can't believe i get to know so amazing people that actually care about me and worry when i disappear. i love you, babies!
 
second of all, i live in cairo. for anyone who's been watching the news, this should say a lot. i don't know exactly what to call it because i still haven't really grasped what's happening but i guess people call it a revolution so let's call it a revolution. it started on monday, on friday 300 people were killed and i was injured. i spent two nights at the hospital with seven stitches in my shoulder and guarding the hospitals, because the police disappeared and all prisons were opened. so yes, people are walking around here with knives and guns to defend their places and honestly, i feel safer than i ever did in egypt. ANYWAYS. on friday, the government took away internet and phones. phones came back two days later, internet only two days ago. so yes, now that i can't leave the house and my school closed down so i have like insanely much time to spend on polyvore. i just have a shift from 2 a.m. till 6 a.m. to guard the street with other people, but other than that, i'm free. so yeah, i'm really sorry but this time i seriously couldn't do anything. :/
 
third of all, bdr. i'm really sorry, i've let you all down. and i can totally understand if you don't want me with it anymore. but if i'm still in it, i have time and boredom so i can do whatever you want me to do. :)
 
fourth of all, i got a tumblr before i left! yes, i'm lame and slow and everything, sue me. http://gotourbacksagainsttheocean.tumblr.com/
 

sorry for this whole mess, babes. :3 i'll make it up, somehow!

layout credit to barbs!
 
i owe you all a BIG apology, especially emily and erin and barbs. so here it is:
i know i haven't been on for the whole week ... wait, no, over a week. i think it's been eleven days since my last set on polyvore and stuff. monday was my very first school day after the long holidays so that limited my time a lot. also, my one best friend was in the hospital and the other one, mad at the one in the hospital, asked me to plan her birthday for thursday. so other than having to juggle school, two exams i had to a, spending my time between a hospital and a party venue, i also had to breath. maybe it says something about the stress when i tell you i lost three kilos this week even though i spent my time eating mcdonalds. anyways.
so yes, it WAS very stressful and exhausting and i am dead. i had my last exam for this term today, a math exam i probably should pass, and i have a free day tomorrow. other than that my life seems pretty boring, i have nothing to do except plan a trip to germany for my class to attend the MUN in stuttgart, get ready to go to luxor & aswan with my class, and probably get ready for those 'final' exams this year. might sound like a lot but to me it sounds good. :3
 
AAANYWAYS! enough of me. there's no story for this one, it's just to announce my 'return'. now i will go fave all sets, try to do the tags, answer PMs and everything.
once again, babes, i'm really sorry. i'll make it up. :)
 
OH! and this song is so good!

[FLASHBACK]
 
I closed my eyes, trying to fade away the hammering in my head. It hurt. I didn't like it. It felt like elephants running around in my head. "I want to go to India", I muttered, opening my eyes just to close them again quickly. "THE SUUUN! Who pushed the sun into my eyes? I don't want the sun in my eyeees!", I screeched, rolling over so I could lay on my stomach, face pressed onto the floor.
"IBELIEVEICANFLAAAAAAAAAAAYY", I suddenly heard some animal dying. Poor animal.
"BILLIE! There's a dying animaaal here!"
"What? Noooo! Poor babyyy!"
"It was screaming LAAAAYYY", I tried to copy the sound but at the end my voice broke off.
She started laughing hysterically, "That was me, bitccch!"
"You are a dying animal?", I asked startled, sitting up quickly. Fucck, bad idea. Suddenly the earth was shaking. "Gdofrefocrnemg, who's shaking the earth?", I groaned, pressing my palm against my head.
She tried clumsily to stand up. She looked really, really huge, standing on the couch like that and then she started to shake it, singing a song. I knew it. I knew it. Or no. It wasn't a song. She was just screaming shake shake shake it. That couldn't be a song.
"Shake, shake, shake it!", I groaned, pressing my face against the floor. She was determined to continue singing. They paid her to sing crap like this? When she finally shut up I closed my eyes, getting ready to sleep off but I could hear the sound of the fridge open and then glass hitting a surface and then her steps.
"You want so more?", she asked. Was she insane?
"God, no, get it away!", I groaned.
"So, new roomie. Is there anything I should know about? Any dirty and dark secrets?"
Dirty and dark. That sounded like me.
I clapped, "Yaaay! ILOVEYOUROOMIE! Will you marry me?", I crawled on the floor to the couch, leaning my back against the couch. The alcohol was finally making me sleepy, tired, out of control. When she asked the question I started laughing hysterically. "Oh goood! Who doesn't?"
I took the bottle from her hand, taking a long gulp from it. I handed it back to her, leaning my head against the couch and closing my eyes. I remained like that for a second before opening my eyes again and starting to laugh again. "Let me tell you something reaaaally funny!"
She giggled, crossing her legs and waiting for me to start my funny story. "You know, my daddy .. I never had one. Well, I had one when he fuccked my mom but then ... nada! And my mom was a bitcch, no, still is. She hates me! And ihfdaewfp," I stopped, giggling a bit more, "she had maaaany boytoys! And when I say maaany I really mean maaaany! She's a maneater! So there was this guy when I was thirteen who", I stopped, giggling once again, "loved me a little bit too much!"
I stopped laughing when the images started rushing though my brain. Every single detail came back. I could feel his breath on my face, I could feel his hand creeping up my thigh, I could feel his hard on, hard, big, strong, pressed against me and then suddenly it was inside me, tearing me apart until I was bleeding. Everything was coming back. Everything was so vivid, so real. I could feel my body tense up, the way it always did when he came. But I continued talking. Everything that I had bottled up, kept to myself, came rushing out. I didn't want it anymore. I was sick of keeping the secret with me, alone, one hell of a heavy burden nobody even knew of. I wanted it to be out. I didn't want it anymore. "He came. Every night. He would stay out all day, drinking and spending the money we made. And then he would come back to the trailer at night. He would be totally wasted, but he never forgot to … come. He always came into my room. Always. He never missed a day. He would come and … he would take off his clothes. He'd kiss me. He'd undress me. He'd touch me. And then he'd be inside me."
I stopped, staring into the distance, seeing him right in front of me, lustful gaze, heavily breathing. My throat was burning . I couldn't talk anymore. But I continued. I wanted it all out. I didn't want this anymore, not anymore. I didn't want him, not in my memories, not in my past. I wanted him erased. I didn't want the pain and bad feelings of my past catching up with me. I wanted to live normally. But even I wasn't naïve enough to believe that would ever be possible.
"Dancing got me through that time. Mom said I used to dance before I could even walk. I would stand somewhere and just … move my hands, shake my hips, move my feet, anything. I ended up on my butt and she'd punish me but I continued. I never stopped. I was always dancing. And as I grew up I became good. Really good. Not only good at dancing it up in clubs, but I was good. People stared at me when I danced. They liked me when I danced. Most of all, I loved myself when I was dancing. I could get lost in the moment. Nothing ever reached me, as if by dancing I created myself my very own bubble, a bubble nothing could hurt me in. It was my fantasy world but for once, it was reality. It was my escapism from reality, but it was actually real. It could have been my rescuer. It was. Without dancing I'd be fuccked. But I managed to get through it. I danced my pain away. I danced my way into an actual future. "
I swallowed hard, the memories taking my breath away. I couldn't breathe anymore, I'd talked too quickly. I kept talking and talking, ignoring my burning throat, my brain that was telling me to stop, everything. I just wanted it out. "I was training really hard because I had an audition for Juilliard. I had good chance. I was really good. I trained so hard, I didn't stop. I was always training. I ate healthy, everything I had collected of money I spent on eating healthy so I was good. I was perfectly well prepared. This was my chance to get out."
I felt a burning in my chest, anger or fear. It still got to me. It still affected me in a way that scared the hell out of me. I wanted to kill him and run away at the same time. I laughed when I realized my thought. "He came into my room. Again. He walked to the bed. He stroked my cheek. And then he was on top of me, heavily lying there. It was different. He was more aggressive than usual. I should've done something. But I didn't because I was too hopeful, too happy, too excited." I paused, remembering it exactly the way it had happened. If that night was the worst of my life, this was close second. I was reliving everything. And once again I realized how much I'd been through, how much I'd survived. He didn't kill me. But I did. "
"I don't know exactly what happened, what he did. Something with my leg. He suddenly grabbed it, around his hip. He did something. And I heard a crack. Something broke and it was in my leg", my breathing was out of control now, I had to gasp to breathe in again, "I lost it. I shoved him from me and he fell. I stood up and I fell, too. The pain in my leg was unbearable, but I jumped on one foot. I shoved and scratched and bit until we were in the middle of the trailer. He had forgotten to close the door. I shoved him, one last time. He fell."
"He died", I added, my voice barely above a whisperer, "My mom … my mom lost it, too. She started throwing stuff at me, screaming at me, telling me I was a murderer, how she hated me."
I looked up, smiling at Billie for the first time since we started this conversation. "She loved him, you know? When you're in love you can't control it. She just loved him so much. He knew he … abused me. He knew he was ruining us. But she loved him. She didn't love me."
I stopped, grabbing the bottle again and finding it empty, I stopped, breathing in heavily. I looked at her again, "My mom told me to leave. She didn't want me anymore. She loved him more than she loved me. She knew he abused me but ... but she never said anything. She loved him, you know?", I swallowed hard, "But she didn't love me. And then I killed him." I laughed again, turning my head to hers, "I killed him."
"She hated me. She told me to leave so I left. I killed him and left."
Oh. Only when she stood up I realized that for the first time in my whole life I had told someone the actual truth about my life and my past. Shit. I shouldn't have. It was the worst idea ever. Of course, she was scared, why else would she walk into her room and disappear there? Wow. And once again I managed to mess it up. And I liked her, I actually liked her. She seemed like a great girl. Now I would have to find someone else.
I was already sighing at the thought of having to go look for a roommate again when she came out again. I looked up, she was smiling and holding another bottle of Vodka in her hand. What, we were already hiding stuff from each other? And why wasn't she locked up in her room calling the FBI to come and take me away because I was such a psycho I was a danger to the universe? Because, after all, bombs and wars and machines and global warming and racism couldn't kill the universe, but I definitely could, right? That's how this happened.
"I think I can cope with a killer as roommate, as long as you don't go all psycho on me in the middle of the night", she said, sitting down next to me and handing me the bottle. I took a long gulp from the Vodka, loving the burn it left in my throat.
I handed it back to her, "I promise you I won't", I replied, my voice hoarse from all the talking that I had done already.
"And I thought my life was bad", she smiled, taking another swig of the Vodka.
Oh, no. When it came to bad lives I topped the list. At least one that I topped. "So is that the reason why you're so wary of guys?"
I flinched a bit, but then I calmed down. No guy was in sight, no guy could hurt me anymore, "Yeah. They don't scare me anymore, not always, but they make me aggressive. I feel trapped. They're ... huge."
"Austin is huge", she replied, a smirk on her lips.
Without wanting to I felt myself blush deeply. I bit down on my lips to keep myself from laughing out when she started laughing. "Shut up."
"Look at you! Red is a great contrast to those beautiful golden locks of yours", she teased.
I simply shrugged, I didn't exactly know what to say. Austin was ... Austin. And he was one hell of a Austin. "James isn't that huge", she added.
I had to smile at the mention of James, "He's cute."
"Mh."
"What about you?"
"Me? I don't know, I just sleep with hot guys who take my fancy. That probably makes me a who.re but I don't care. No one has ever really caught my eye, if you get me?"
Okay. What did you say to that? "It doesn't make you a who.re, just …", I trailed off and blushed when she laughed.
"A who.re?"
"A nice one though", I replied, trying to saving this moment. I leaned my head against the couch, trying to close my eyes but once my eyes were closed the pictures were right in front of me and I was trapped in my own thoughts.
I kept them open.
"Yeah, I'm a nice one", she murmured, frowning a little. "But, anyway, new roomie, enough about me and my night activities, I am off to sleep."
I was going to wish her a good night when I found her already rolled on the floor. This was a girl I could learn to like, someone who just randomly slept on the floor after finding out that her roommate was abused as a child and then killed someone.
I stood up, still stumbling a bit, but I eventually found my way to the bedroom where I grabbed two blankets and walked back into the living room. I took the Vodka bottle out of her hands – she clinged to it – and covered her with the blanket, sitting down next to her on the floor, my back leaned against the couch, covered in my blanket. I turned on the TV, flipping through the channels until I found something halfways decent that would distract me.
This was going to be one hell of a night.

First off, I want to thank Erin & Emily SOO much for making Barbs and me mods! I really appreciate it guys and I will try my best not to disappoint you! :3
 
Friday -- "...when we´re in disguise, we feel freer. We do things we wouldn´t do in ordinary life." There's a masquerade party on the third floor. Come dressed to impress. Bring a date or meet one there. And don't forget -- masks don't come off until early morning, so be prepared for a wild night.
 
Collab with flowersforalice!
 
I let the taxi drop me off at the corner. I sighed as the cold breeze hit me, hugging myself to keep a bit warm. I quickly paid the taxi and then I turned towards the hotel, walking quickly to the entrance. Before I entered I quickly pulled on the mask, fiddling around with it until it sat well, and then I entered the hotel. Even though the ball was on the third floor, most of the people were here in the foyer.
I looked around. The place looked like it was out of a movie. Not that I watched those kind of movies but they had to look that way. They looked like those in-between-scenes in a High Society TV series, where they showed the people mingling, the shiny, heavy jewelry, the fake laughs. I regretted wearing white. White shined and was so pure and so ... bridal. I was close to laughing out when I realized I compared myself to a glowing bride on her wedding day.
I felt like Cinderella before the transformation.
But somehow everyone was hidden behind the masks so that made me feel a bit more secure about the whole situation, but also a whole lot irritated. I caught a few people smiling at me, obviously people I knew but couldn't recognize, so I just smiled back.
I walked to the elevator, waiting for the elevator to come. The elevator doors were already closing with me inside it, when suddenly a little blonde something rushed into the elevator. She was close to losing balance but then she controlled herself again. I was watching her compose herself when she realized someone else was in the elevator with her.
"Oh. Hey", she said, a slow smile playing on her lips.
I replied the lips, motioning towards the buttons. "Third floor?"
"Hence the mask and the dress", she replied. I grinned, pushing the button to the third floor.
"I'm Jules", I said after a moment of silence.
She smiled, "Jana."
"Are you new here? I've never seen you here before."
"Yeah, I just moved here", she nodded.
"Oh. And how do you like it so far?", I asked, stepping out of the elevator after hearing the 'ping!' noise it made when it arrived.
She followed me outside, falling in step with me. "It's nice but," she stopped for a brief second, "it's very dark?"
I had to laugh there. "Well, welcome to Gotham, baby."
She looked around, eyeing the crowded ball room. This place was huge. And if the entrance had impressed me, this was taking my breath away.
"This is …", she started.
"… Wow?", I finished for her.
She nodded. "Is it always like this here?"
"What, as glamorous?"
She nodded.
"Well, depending on where you actually are and what group of people you belong to."
"This sounds like High School."
I smirked, "It is like High School but a bit more scratching and harsh words."
She rolled her eyes, "Thanks for the enthusiasm."
I eyed the place, smiling, "Alcohol is more enthusiastic than me." I grabbed two drinks from a moving waiter, already taking a sip from mine while holding the other towards her. She seemed to hesitate, biting down on her lip and then she shook her head.
"No, thank you."
I raised an eyebrow at her, "You don't drink?"
She hesitated again but then she nodded, "No, I don't drink. I … don't like alcohol and what it does to people."
I stared at her. Was his supposed to make me reconsider the drink in my hand? I shrugged, downing the one glass and putting it down on a table. Without even thinking about it I took a sip from the other glass. I was well aware of her stare, but she didn't want to drink, her problem, not mine. My problems occurred when I didn't drink.
"So, you're here alone?"
I flinched at the question but I just shrugged, "Yeah."
"No special someone?"
"No."
"Many special someones?"
I smirked, "No, either. I'm a lame loner. I kissed my pillow on New Years Eve after watching reruns of friends."
"Oh really?", she raised an eyebrow.
I nodded, "I'm just lame like that."
"That is very lame, indeed", she replied.
I smirked, "Well, I'm probably the coolest lame-o you'll ever meet in your life."
"You're somehow a freak, you know?"
I smirked, "Why now?"
"A second ago you thought you are lame. Now you say you're cool. Does that sound sane to you?"
"I never said I'm sane", I shrugged, "and sane's boring anyways."

this set looks like barbie took control over me and made this. ôo but look at caaandy!
anywaaays! please pm me to collab or something? jules and i need friends! plus, she's up for anything! so yeah, pm me and we can come up with something!
 
♥ collab with Emily aka ♥one_vampire_girl♥ {bday-jan27}
Thursday -- Burlesque is coming to our hotel, providing the entertainment for the week. Head down to our theatre to check it out.
 
[They didn't go to the Burlesque thing ;)]
 

I played around with the olive in my Martini, eyeing the place and smiling at a few familiar faces. Somehow Gotham's community felt just like High School. We all knew each other briefly, or at least we thought so. It was just this bunch of people going through shit. And somehow in the end they would turn out to be so much closer to us than we could've ever expected.
We were all the same, somehow.
"Can I have another one please?", I asked the bartender. His eyes shot down to my cleavage and once again I felt like completely destroying Billie. If it was up to me, I would find her now, shove her against a wall, hang her from her stupid, bullshit talking tongue on a tree, and leave her. Just like she did to me.
He smirked, "Coming right up, baby. Anything else?"
"Nothing, just the Martini", I replied, giving it my best not to puke right on the bar.
He shrugged, turning around to fix me my drink. I was going to kill her. I felt like everyone in the whole, stupid place was staring at me. I hated her. She had insisted on me borrowing something from her closet. I needed to loosen up. Not everyone was an as.shole. Right, she forgot to mention she was the biggest jerk in jerk-o-ville.
And once a halfway decent man had appeared and they had exchanged glances and she was already away. I was pissed. She was going to sleep on the stairs today because no way in hell was I letting her in today.
"What's the strongest thing you have?", I heard a female voice coming from next to me. I didn't turn around, from the corner of my eyes I was eyeing her. She was pretty in a cute-ish kind of way. Cute and hot at the same time. She somehow looked no day over seventeen, max.
He eyed her curiously but I could see the hint of a smirk on his face. "How old are you, babe?"
She raised an eyebrow at him, then she smirked, setting her elbows on the bar and leaning forward. His eyes seemed to bulge out at the sight of her cleavage. I rolled my eyes when he turned around mixing her a drink.
"I don't bite, you know."
I was too fixated on staying as cool as possible as to realize that she was talking to me. "W-what, me?", I asked.
She grinned. "You were staring."
"Oh, fucck. Was it that obvious?", I said. I could feel myself blush. I hated it.
She shrugged. "I'm Danny, by the way."
"Jules", I smiled at her.
"What brings you here alone? Looking for", she stopped, smiling at me, "someone?"
I shook my head quickly, "Oh, no. Nono, no. I was actually here with a friend and she kind of … uhm .."
"Dumped you?"
I grinned. "Pretty much."
She laughed. "Well then, I'll be your friend."
"What brings you here?", I asked smiling.
She shrugged. "I felt like a party."
I nodded slowly. Ookay, she was one of those.
"So that", she stopped, a dramatic pause I guess, "friend of yours is …"
"Just a friend. A female friend. And not that I am not into-", I broke off, "well, she's just a friend and nothing more."
"You like girls", she stated it, matter of factly.
I bit down on my lip, "Kind of. But guys, too."
"Bi then", she nodded.
I shrugged, nodding slightly. "But don't worry, I'm not into you. Or my 'friend'. She's actually my roommate and woah, no. She's like my sister, so definitely big nono."
"And I'm not your type or what?", she asked in all seriousness.
I stared at her. She laughed. "Don't worry, I was only kidding."
Oh god. I had to laugh, too. She grinned, taking a long sip from her drink. I took the cigarette pack out of my bag and offered them to her. She shrugged, taking one of them.
"So, tell me about you."
She looked at me, "What do you wanna know?"
"Whatever's interesting."
"I'm extremely interesting."
"Then you should have a lot to tell."
"We don't have that much time", she said, standing up and taking my hand.
"Where are we going?"
"Dancing until we faint."

TUESDAY JANUARY 4: The guys all headed to The Celtics game, so we’re all meeting up at The Porthole for lunch and to catch up on all the gossip.
 
Story right up!

"WE DON'T HAVE ANY FOOD", I screamed through the place, eyeing the empty fridge. There were only three beer bottles, one salad, two apples and some other thing I didn't want to think about.
"THEN ORDER!", I heard a groggy voice and then steps. Wow, she had left her bed.
I took a beer bottle and one apple and closed the fridge, turning around to open the beer bottle with the help of the fridge. I eyed her standing in the door frame, her hair a mess, sweatpants, socks, a too big mens shirt and her blanket draped around her.
She was looking around the place like she'd never seen it before. I leaned against the kitchen smirking at her confused facial expression. I loved it when she was tired. "What, you thought there was no world outside your bed?"
She sighed, turning around and walking into the living room. I followed her, flopping down next to her on the couch. I stretched my legs, resting my feet on the table in front of us.
"Well. The bed is … very practical. You can sleep, pee, eat, fucck, vomit, die ... "
Mh. "Are you sure about no fever?"
Her arm shot up, trying to hit me but I quickly moved my head. She sighed. "You really enjoy me being tired, don't you?"
I nodded. "I don't understand you. You just get up, tralala and then you get paid. Other people have to actually run around, communicate with those diccks and most of all, be nice. Smile and pretend like their joke is funny or their children cute or blop."
She smirked. "Someone's in a pissy mood."
I shrugged, leaning back into the couch. It was cold. I moved around on the couch so I could pull her blanket around me, too.
I leaned my head back, yawning. "I wanna die."
I didn't have to see her to know her expression. I sighed. "At least for a while."
"Yeah. That's what they call sleeping."
I rolled my eyes, my arm shot up but she held it away. She laughed. "Got 'cha!"
"Growww up!"
She smirked, turning the TV on and flipping through the channels. "The Lion King or Casablanca?"
I didn't have to think twice. "The Lion King!"
"Do we have enough tissues?"
I rolled my eyes but she just laughed, taking the beer bottle from my hand. "What the fucck, Bilie?"
"I thought I was your sisters?"
Screew those emotional moments where I said weird stuff.
"Sisters share."
 
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Juliet Anderson; 24
“But that’s alright, because I love the way you lie.” – Eminem & Rihanna
Model: Candice Swanepoel
Occupation: Waitress at the Lucky Strike casino
Biography: Juliet has been an eye-catcher since the day she was born. With her softly curled hair, perfect figure, and charming smile, she has always been easy on the eyes. But behind her long, sooty lashes lies a dark past. Juliet was abused as a child, resulting in her insecurity as an adult. She currently works at one of the most successful casinos in Gotham City, as the very sociable bartender. It’s there that she met the one and only Jack Isley, who she can’t seem to get out of her head. Though James offers a very appealing and viable substitute, Juliet is caught in between the two. Will she be able to change Jack for the better, or respect herself enough to accept James?
Relationship status: After Jack, although he seems uninterested; tempted by James.
Taken by: colormeamazing http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=444711]
 
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hey people! i'm jules. :)

OMG I'M SO EXCITED YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE! thank you so much, emily!
 
Dakota Riling, 20
From: Boise, Idaho
Dakota can be described as adventurous, dangerous, badass-tic, evil, and just about anything along those lines. She freaks you out with her first impressions, but after a while you get used to her snitching and mysterious ways. Surprisingly, her always trying to cause trouble with everyone and making jokes out of everyone never gets annoying or old. Dakota is extremely fashion-forward and loves to shop, and sky-dive. If you cross her path, I would move out of the country, because even though this girl is from Idaho, she is made out of a lot more than just potatoes. Dakota is very rebellious and sneaky, and when you expect her to do something she does the exact opposite to piss you off. Never assume Dakota will do this or Dakota will do that, she is watching you like a hawk. This girl is full of surprises and full of herself as well. So rule number one: never underestimate a newborn star in LA; especially this one.
After the second season of ING everyone went their own path. Dakota took hers and proved to everyone that she's a star. Following into the likes of Megan, Cheryl, Katy and Minka, she was voted Sexiest Woman Alive. She acted in a movie and it became the blockbuster of the summer. Not only did she snatch a Box Office Hit, she's also dating her co-star Ian Somerhalder. Her life is slowly taking shape, every scattered piece is falling into it's place. But does Dakota want this? Unpredictable with a tendency to dance out of line this bombshell sure has a few surprises up her sleeves. Watch out world, this girl is taking the world by storm.
Birthday: 26 April
Model: Rosie Huntington Whiteley
Taken: colormeamazing [http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=444711]
 
Jay Russo, 21
From: Albany, New York
Jay is the hottie that all the girls want to date. He has more fan-girls than Taylor Lautner and even the girls who are madly in love with their boyfriends on the show want to take a ride on the Russo. He is the full package with the looks, the brains, and the charm. When she second season ended, Jay surprised everyone by pursuing a music career. He rocketed to superfame after three hits, a platinum album and well, a few personal crises. Nobody knows what happened to the ING star couple but after the breakup it has gotten from shit to bullshit for Jay. Showing up at interviews drunk, seen with every possible porn star in town and generally rushing downhill, gone are the days of the resident golden boy. Sure, he's risk and a mess at the moment, but don't fear girls, Jay Russo is here to stay.
Model: Jon Kortajarena
Status: Sleeping Around
 
Ian Somerhalder, 32
From: Covington, Lousiana
Ian Somerhalder is the heartthrob with that smirk that is driving girls all over the world nuts. Known for his starring role in The Vampire Diaries, Ian has been building his very own empire – an empire of loyal, screaming fan girls all in love with him. And who can blame them? He's big time eye candy. Gorgeous, piercing eyes, one hell of a hot body and that beautiful smirk that's becoming legendary. But it's not just his gorgeous looks that are making him so likeable. He's got charisma and in Hollywood that brings you far because people can tell. He has a way with people, laid back, charming, warm. He's exactly how every girl's picturing her Prince Charming. After many public appearances and private pictures with his movie co-star Dakota Riling, the fans were excited when they finally admitted to being a couple. Now it's been already been five month and we all know that's a century in Hollywood-time. Seems like something serious is on the way.
Model: Ian Somerhalder
Status: In a relationship with Dakota
 

"Miss Riling?"
I didn't look up from the script I was reading.
"Miss Riling?", she repeated, her mousy voice was pissing me off.
"Yes?", I replied sharply.
"Someone wants to s-"
"Someone wants to see me. I don't want to see someone", I replied, looking up and smiling at her. "Anything else?"
She was halfways hiding behind the door. Oh god, how I pitied her. "I- It's Mr Radford."
I raised an eyebrow. Radford? What was he doing here? "Let him in."
She nodded quickly, a small smile on her thin lips, before she walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind her. Once the door was closed and I was left with the silence in my office, I leaned back, letting the memories rush through my brain. The days were I was on the phone with Radford regularly on a daily basis, talking about press conferences, DVDs, events, shoots, talk shows.
The door opened and in the doorframe stood the man himself. I didn't want to, but I had to smile widely. I let my head fall into my palm, sighing loudly. "Oh god", I murmured before standing up so I could hug him. I drapped my arms around him, giving him a tight squeeze and sniffed a bit. It felt like taking the smell of old times in.
I pulled back, the smile still on my. Sometimes it just happened and I lost all control over who I was and what I was showing. That was one of those moments, where I was truly affected by whatever was happening around me.
He smiled back at me, then he looked down on the floor, chuckling, moving his hand through his hair. "This is … "
"Yeah", I nodded, the smile fading from my lips. I saw down on the couch again and motioned for him to sit down, too.
"How are you?", I asked. I really was curious. Maybe I even cared. Maybe. Nobody would know.
He shrugged. "Oh, doing just fine. Life's pretty good."
I nodded. What did he expect me to say? He smiled. "I don't even have to ask about you, now do I?"
I smirked. "Yeah."
"Sexiest woman alive, huge box office hit, seen with everyone who's anything. You've made it big."
Hell yes I did.
"Why are you here, Radford?"
He smirked. "You haven't changed, though."
"I'm still waiting, baby."
"The third season of ING will start soon."
It felt like he had a gun that shot emotions, pumping through my veins, causing fireworks and hurricanes inside my soul. For a moment I couldn't hear, see, feel anything. And then, suddenly, a rush of emotions came to me and I was embarrassingly aware of everything happening around me.
"Aaand?", I replied, just to test if my voice was shaking or not. It was.
He smiled. "Are you in?", his voice sounded hopeful, like I was insane enough to do it.
Well, technically, I was insane enough to do a lot more.
"Baby, I'm a star now. I'm my own fuccking show. Give me a good reason to throw it all away and go join your little show and I will."
The time we had spent together had made him immune to my comments. He didn't even flinch, not a bit. I was impressed. "Well, I happen to know that you love ING. Those times were the best of your life, full of memories you still cherish even though you don't want to admit it and full of relationships that turned out stronger and better than anything you've ever experienced. Whatever you say, DOLL, you love it."
I didn't answer. There wasn't anything left to be said anymore, he said exactly what I knew deep inside was the truth. I sighed, standing up. "I'll get back to you."
He nodded, standing up, too. "Alrighty, take care."
"Don't miss me too much."
He was already at the door. HE turned around to me, a smirk plastered across his face. "I have a feeling I won't have to."
I rolled my eyes, taking my heels off and falling down on the couch. I groaned. Come on. Did he have to come now and mess it all up, now? Now everything seemed to be falling into it's place and now he was here and he wanted to shake it up.
I loved shaking things up. I hated things in their place.
He was right. ING had given me so much.
There was Lolita dressed as a grape. There was Zee with her bubblhead of a boyfriend and Sky who'se best friend was a monkey and our shared apartment. There was Portia and skinny windsurfing. There was Jasmin and her Aladin.
And then there was Nath. The country girl with the accent, her 'momma', y'all. The sex goddess with the Maxim cover and that body that could drive anyone crazy. The friend that listened to my bullshit, slapped me when I lost it, and laughed at me when I tripped. If anyone would've told me I would be best friends with a crazy southern girl with a tendency to loser her clothes and dance on tables when drunk and squeak and hug me in public, I would have laughed. Now I only laughed at my insanity and how being around her made me happy. Nath had turned out to be the best friend I'd always been missing. Not that I would have admitted that.
And then there was Jay with those beachy waves and that smile that melted my heart whenever he looked at me in that way. He had a way of driving me crazy, affecting me in ways that no one else could before and make me feel things I never thought I was capable of feeling. When we kissed for the first time to make his ex jealous and ended up in bed. And again and again and again. We barely got out of it. And then it was like we couldn't get enough of each other. We were always touching. And then everything took a turn and we were a couple. Jay, the one I loved and the one who broke my heart.
It seemed like ages ago.
I sighed, picking my cell phone up and dialing his number. "I'm in."

hey, babes!
it's a new year! are you excited? i've been jumping up and down for a week, lol. so yes, it's amazing! the thing i love the most about new year is the hope it brings with it and the connection between all the people, i kind of love it. and when i think about how people in australia are already in 2011 while we're still in 2010 i kind of consider it magic, make fun all you want, i love it. so anyways, a new year brings hope and change with it. i wish you all the best, may it be a year full of happiness and health and everything you want and need in your life! thanks to everyone for being so amazing, i truly appreciate it! oh, and here's a little gorgeousness for you! my new year's resolution is to fucck jon. well, not really, but yeah, kind of. anywaaays!
 
ooh! and use my template? :3
 
i registered two years ago, but i've only been actually making sets since last summer. around six months and you guys have given me one of the best times i've ever had in my life. you are all amazing and i love you all, even though i don't know most of you, each of you has affected me in a way or another. you guys are amazing and you keep amazing me day by day, i've never met such creative, stylish, friendly people. seriously, polyvore feels like this one big family and i'm loving it! each of you is beautiful in their own way and i love each of you. i hope you like this and i wish you all the best in the new year because you deserve it.
 
now the dedication. i will only say something about a very limited amount of people, i'm sorry but i don't know everyone good enough to be able to write something about them. [that's gotta change!] so don't be mad at me babes. and i hope i don't forget anyone, i have a really bad memory. enough apologizing. here we go:
 
vicki; what can i say, babe? you're the most epic person ever, i swear. i loove talking to you, i love how we keep switching from topic to topic, how i can talk to you about serious, deep, psychological stuff and in the next moment we're making fun of someone with a really, really bad taste. you're amazing and i am truly blessed to know you and have you as a friend. i love you! ♥
 
barbs; the very first time we talked it was about sky and koda and i wanted to run away immediately. i used to have a friend that you reminded me of, so badly that it scared me. let's just say it ended really badly with that friend. anyways, i love you. time proved that you're more than just 'my friend', you're so much more. you keep surprising me and i love talking to you, it kind of awakens the inner bad girl in me. OHANDILOVEYOURTUMBLR! it's 'like this'. you're amazing, babe.
 
naida; you're amazing, what's more to say? you're so nice i can't believe it. i looove talking to you. you're such a talented, friendly person, your boyfriend is seriously lucky. you're amazing and i am glad we talk. bahibik. ♥
 
serena; we only started talking like ... a few days ago. and seriously? you're one of the most interesting people i've talked to so far. you're so lucky, i really want your accent. and your eyes. i bet you're a beauty. your sets are amazing and your opinions on life and politics are even greater. you're fiancé is one hell of a lucky guy. none of those flower-sending-girls are even a threat to you. i wish you all the best and i'm so glad we started talking!
 
pri; well, we used to talk a lot. and then it stopped and i was sad and i was getting paranoid and i thought you hate me. :( but you don't and that made me very happy! anywaays. it all started with a country girl and a bitcch, lol. i really miss the good old ING days. let's hope we can relive them! you're truly an amazing person, pri.
 
megan; we don't talk but i feel like i've known you for ages. your sets are impressive and they show so much about your personality. you seem like a great personality and I looove, seriously love, everything you write in the notes section. it’s always something super amazing and ah! you're so beautiful! anyways, keep it up! happy new year, babe!
 
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omg. i just had a heart attack when i realized how many those were. omg, people, you are officially the most epic of them all, the epicest of the epically epic! ILOVEYOU! HAPPYNEWYEAR!
i really hope i didn't forget anyone.