killburn, jeremy dallas [completed]

[steph2]

JEREMYDALLASKILLBURN !

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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE

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OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]

[/COLOR][/B]: jeremy dallas killburn
nicknames: jer, j-man, texas
birthday: 12th June, 1992
gender: male.
grade: senior.
sexuality: bisexual.
played by: jack barakat [/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]

TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE

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YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]

[/COLOR][/B]: jeremy is tall, approximately 6'2, and this boy is all legs. his torso is long, granted, but his really lanky appearance often gets him questions about eating disorders, which he denies. his hair is dark brown, to the point where it gets mistaken for black and he has blond streaks running through it, which were his own doing. his knows is too big for his face, but for some reason it works for him. he's the kid that's always smiling, and it's a good thing too, because he has really nice teeth. He wears a lot of band tees and skinny jeans to go with his rocker kid image, and not too many people know this, but he does have a blink tattoo on his shoulder, but no one really sees it unless he takes his shirt off, which he really doesn't do in public because it makes him feel awkward. (about a paragraph)
personality:
jeremy's a goofball; the class clown if you will. he loves making people laugh and smile and he'll do pretty much anything to do it. he will go out of his way to make other people happy, even if it harms himself, no matter how much he doesn't realize it. he's extremely loyal to the people he cares about, and it's a total double edged sword because sometimes they care about him in return, and there there are other times that they don't care about him that way. he isn't always the brightest bulb, but what he lacks in intelligence he makes up in charisma. he's a sweetheart, always finding a reason to smile and make the most of life, even if life has dealt him some shitty hands. he doesn't want to bother anyone else with his problems so he keeps them to himself.
likes:
blink-182
playing guitar
hoodie weather
mexican food
ice cream
friends
his guitar, layla
dislikes:
his dad
his mom
his house
being bored
having to hide bruises
lying to his friends.

strengths:
playing guitar
being a nice guy
smiling through everything

weaknesses:
not being able to talk to anyone about his problems
not being able to defend himself
being afraid of being in his home
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE

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YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]

[/COLOR][/B]: maria jane killburn
father: george jacob killburn
siblings:n/a
significant other (s): none
pets: none.
hometown: orlando, florida
history: being the only child might seem like a blessing, but for jeremy, it's his own personal hell, and it has been since he came out to his parents when he was fifteen. before then, his life had been happy and easy, but once he came out to them, thinking honesty was the best policy, things just got worse for him. at first, it was just words, and then it turned into slaps, and now it's hiding bruises from his best friends and the people who care about him. now it's keeping secrets and hiding them behind a carefully practiced smile. now it's being insulted for being proud of who he is and sneaking out of his house for some peace. now it's not looking his ignorant mother in the eyes. he's alone in his home.

it wasn't always like that though. before then, he lived a normal life with his parents. nothing was dramatic. he was more into music then his parents would have liked, but they were content because he was making grades and keeping them proud. now they don't want to acknowledge him.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]

SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT

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ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]

[/COLOR][/B]: steph
other characters in jackson: colby
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Sample:

Stella had a feeling today wasn't going to be a good one. It was just the way she woke up. Her body ached, and she felt old beyond her years as everything popped and settled into place. As she rose from bed with some coaxing from her mother and an offer of breakfast, she cracked her limbs, stretching her shoulders until she heard the satisfying final pop. She knew today was one of those days when she had classes, and she was aware that she had to rush if she wanted to get anywhere on time. She was about punctuality, and her grades were important to her. This semester she was taking 18 credits, and while it was overloading somewhat she knew she could do it. Stella didn't have much of a social life besides a few friends who understood how much she needed to study and she avoided parties so her studies never suffered. She was one to get good grades and keep them there. She stood in the center of her room, pondering her outfit of choice. She took one look at her hair, deciding it'd be a beanie day to cover up the mess that was her brunette hair. She looked on her messy dresser and grabbed the red one, and from there an idea for an outfit formed. She pulled the red tank top and blue jeans out with a pair of black Vans and a hoodie in case it was cold out. She got dressed quickly and she heard her mom calling her down. "Coming mama! I'll be down in a sec." She made sure her stuff for her class was all organized before hoisting her messenger bag over her shoulder and running downstairs.

After a quick breakfast and a kiss goodbye from her mom she was off. Her keys were in her pocket, and she pulled them out and got in her Beetle to make the short drive to school. She was pleased with herself that there wasn't any traffic today because normally it was a bitch to get through the city with all the people driving and trying to get through their own lives. Today was starting to look up for her. She smiled and turned on the radio, as the hits just left an ambient noise to drive to. She was honestly the happiest by herself, with a few exceptions. She enjoyed having time to think and time to contemplate everything, and driving was one of her favorite things to do. She wanted to take a roadtrip one day, to drive as far as she could just because, just to take in everything. She ran away with her thoughts, and before she knew it, she was on campus. Finding a parking spot was easy today, and she smiled to herself as she realized that maybe her negtativity wasn't warrented.

She got out and locked the car, walking across to the classroom. She was the first one there. Not even the professor was there getting set up. She smiled and went to her usual seat, pulling out a book to read to pass the time. The least she could do right now was be productive, right? She got lost in the pages, her nose in the book, taking in every scene, every image. She was excited. She meant to pick this up ages ago, but she got caught up in projects and school work so she never got a chance to buy the book. She looked briefly and noticed people started filing in, but she ignored it in lieu of reading. She was about halfway through her book when she noticed eyes on her. She ignored it for the moment. She was slightly used to people staring. She was an odd kid, she knew that already. She didn't talk much. She was a loner. She kept to herself. She was aware that people talked about her sometimes and spread rumors. She just ignored it. There was no point in getting angry over it. She ignored the presence staring at her until he sat down next to her. She went rigid then. She wasn't one for close contact. It was only made worse when he leaned into her. She edged away from him, an annoyed expression on her face. She didn't like being close to people, especially not people who invaded her business. She learned from experience that the best way to drive people like this away was to be rude to them. She frowned. "It's just a book, thanks. Now can you get out of my face?" She wasn't normally one to be rude, but she just didn't like the looks of this guy. He was grinning at her, expectant of something, and she didn't trust him as far as she could throw him.

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