`heregoesnothing

[lex monroe.]

lex janeway monroe
a nineteen year old trainwreck.
a needle junkie with issues.
a sexual compulsion itching to release.
a would-be mother.
a should've-been lover.
a cokehead with nothing left.

post both in code and out of code.

camron morgan elser

a male with twenty-two years under him,
sharp-tongued, all the better to kiss you with.

YOU'RE NOTHING THAT I WANTED,

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so cupid never really made it
CAMRON SAYS:[/font] "you whore."
LEX SAYS:[/font] "you dick."
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[size=0]a [b]genderhere[/b] with [b]agespelledout[/b] years under him,
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[size=3][font=times][i]lyric two[/i][/font][/size]
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[size=1][font=georgia]LEX SAYS:[/size][/font] "[i]i'llfillthisoutlater.[/i]"
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[lex monroe.]

boysboysboys

joshua jamey knoll

a boy with nineteen years under him,
he's the one that got away.

NO EXPLANATIONS,

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no fucking reasons why.
JOSHUA SAYS:[/font] "Lex and I go way back. Well, to, like, tenth grade at least, but honestly it kind of feels like I've known her for a much longer time than that. Then again I guess a lot of stuff can happen in three years. Anyway, I'm pretty sure I met her in, um... English class? Yeah, it was English class, I remember because that was the only class that I didn't really know anyone in. She was the only one who looked interesting out of the whole mess of teenagers in that room; that was probably the first thing I noticed about Lex. Actually it was probably the second thing, since my first thought probably had to do with how attractive I found her to be. So I guess you could say that I was mildly excited when our teacher decided to pair us up for some weird project thing. It's kind of funny how that teacher had no idea what she had started by pairing the two of us up, but whatever. Lex and I got to talking, and it didn't really surprise me that we were already becoming close friends after a few days. We were really similar in a lot of ways, and I always noticed after she would leave how comfortable I was talking to her. After awhile we became inseparable - we hung out after school and every weekend, doing a bunch of weird stuff like doing each other's hair and watching dumb movies while eating double stuffed Oreos and just a bunch of stuff that would never make sense to anyone except the two of us. Then, after almost a year or so of our friendship, some kid came up to me and asked if me and Lex were dating. I told him no, but that question really got me thinking. A lot. I mean, of course I had thought about Lex in that way before, maybe a few times. It was hard not too. We were together all the time, and from the very first time I saw her I had always thought she was beautiful. And she was someone I really connected with more than any other person I had. So, like, I guess that was when I realized I was, um, in love with her and stuff. It felt very different after that. I would always notice when any part of her body brushed against mine and it drove me crazy. I had no idea if she loved me back or not - I assumed that she didn't, and so I decided never to bring it up. Nothing happened until we were in my room one night, snuggled up in each other since it was kind of cold and stuff. It was like 1 in the morning and we were watching Spongebob, and then all of a sudden I felt her lips on my cheek and hushed words in my ear and that was all it took. Not too long after that, we began dating, a change that surprised no one. We had sex, yeah... but it was more than that, at least it was for me. I don't think that it was for her. She was all caught up in a cocaine addiction, she told me she was going to quit, she promised that she would. I wanted her to because it scared me. She didn't, and that pissed me off. It was like she loved that stuff more than she loved me. But I didn't think that was the end; I guess it was though, because after graduation she never spoke to me again. That hurt pretty badly , losing my best friend and my girlfriend all at once. But whatever. I mean, there were other people after her. I do think about her sometimes. Especially when I watch Spongebob. Sometimes I miss her but I don't think she still feels anything for me."
LEX SAYS:[/font] "Joshua’s a cutie. I’ve known him since I was sixteen, so I should know. Joshua and I met in English class when we were paired on a project together for a grammar lesson. Needless to say, I wasn’t too interested in the grammar. I was more interested in the charming, boyish smile in front of me. We made friends quickly, considering how alike we both were. Our tastes in clothes and music were shockingly similar. From there, our friendship only expanded. We were best friends in no time—we did each other’s hair, we partied to the early morning, we even snuggled and watched stupid movies together. But something was different about our friendship once I turned eighteen. I was in love with him. I debated against myself how to tell him. A candlelit dinner, a night on the beach… a nice note, perhaps? What I finally decided on wasn’t very romantic. We were curled up, watching Spongebob, when I reached up and kissed his soft cheek. And then I told him in a hushed voice. I’m not really sure what was going through his head—a first—but we did end up having a relationship. It was both sexual and mental, a perfect combination. We were happy together, until me and my cocaine ruined it all. I tried to quit for him, I really did. But the withdrawals were too much for me to handle. So after we graduated, I left without so much as a word to Joshua. I didn’t want to hurt him anymore. When I came back, a year later, I had met Nate and conceived his child. But my feelings for Joshua were still strong. They remained strong even after Nate and my child were killed off. And now that I’ve got nothing left, I’ve also got nothing to lose. I think it’s about time Joshua and I were reacquainted."
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[joshua jamey knoll]

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[size=0]a [b]boy[/b] with [b]nineteen[/b] years under him,
i'llfillthispartout. [/size]

[size=4][font=times][color=white]NO EXPLANATIONS,[/color][/size][/font]
[size=3][font=times][i]no fucking reasons why.[/i][/font][/size]
[size=1][font=georgia]JOSHUA SAYS:[/size][/font] "[i]Lex and I go way back. Well, to, like, tenth grade at least, but honestly it kind of feels like I've known her for a much longer time than that. Then again I guess a lot of stuff can happen in three years. Anyway, I'm pretty sure I met her in, um... English class? Yeah, it was English class, I remember because that was the only class that I didn't really know anyone in. She was the only one who looked interesting out of the whole mess of teenagers in that room; that was probably the first thing I noticed about Lex. Actually it was probably the second thing, since my first thought probably had to do with how attractive I found her to be. So I guess you could say that I was mildly excited when our teacher decided to pair us up for some weird project thing. It's kind of funny how that teacher had no idea what she had started by pairing the two of us up, but whatever. Lex and I got to talking, and it didn't really surprise me that we were already becoming close friends after a few days. We were really similar in a lot of ways, and I always noticed after she would leave how comfortable I was talking to her. After awhile we became inseparable - we hung out after school and every weekend, doing a bunch of weird stuff like doing each other's hair and watching dumb movies while eating double stuffed Oreos and just a bunch of stuff that would never make sense to anyone except the two of us. Then, after almost a year or so of our friendship, some kid came up to me and asked if me and Lex were dating. I told him no, but that question really got me thinking. A lot. I mean, of course I had thought about Lex in that way before, maybe a few times. It was hard not too. We were together all the time, and from the very first time I saw her I had always thought she was beautiful. And she was someone I really connected with more than any other person I had. So, like, I guess that was when I realized I was, um, in love with her and stuff. It felt very different after that. I would always notice when any part of her body brushed against mine and it drove me crazy. I had no idea if she loved me back or not - I assumed that she didn't, and so I decided never to bring it up. Nothing happened until we were in my room one night, snuggled up in each other since it was kind of cold and stuff. It was like 1 in the morning and we were watching Spongebob, and then all of a sudden I felt her lips on my cheek and hushed words in my ear and that was all it took. Not too long after that, we began dating, a change that surprised no one. We had sex, yeah... but it was more than that, at least it was for me. I don't think that it was for her. She was all caught up in a cocaine addiction, she told me she was going to quit, she promised that she would. I wanted her to because it scared me. She didn't, and that pissed me off. It was like she loved that stuff more than she loved me. But I didn't think that was the end; I guess it was though, because after graduation she never spoke to me again. That hurt pretty badly , losing my best friend and my girlfriend all at once. But whatever. I mean, there were other people after her. I do think about her sometimes. Especially when I watch Spongebob. Sometimes I miss her but I don't think she still feels anything for me.[/i]"
[size=1][font=georgia]LEX SAYS:[/size][/font] "[i]Joshua’s a cutie. I’ve known him since I was sixteen, so I should know. Joshua and I met in English class when we were paired on a project together for a grammar lesson. Needless to say, I wasn’t too interested in the grammar. I was more interested in the charming, boyish smile in front of me. We made friends quickly, considering how alike we both were. Our tastes in clothes and music were shockingly similar. From there, our friendship only expanded. We were best friends in no time—we did each other’s hair, we partied to the early morning, we even snuggled and watched stupid movies together. But something was different about our friendship once I turned eighteen. I was in love with him. I debated against myself how to tell him. A candlelit dinner, a night on the beach… a nice note, perhaps? What I finally decided on wasn’t very romantic. We were curled up, watching Spongebob, when I reached up and kissed his soft cheek. And then I told him in a hushed voice. I’m not really sure what was going through his head—a first—but we did end up having a relationship. It was both sexual and mental, a perfect combination. We were happy together, until me and my cocaine ruined it all. I tried to quit for him, I really did. But the withdrawals were too much for me to handle. So after we graduated, I left without so much as a word to Joshua. I didn’t want to hurt him anymore. When I came back, a year later, I had met Nate and conceived his child. But my feelings for Joshua were still strong. They remained strong even after Nate and my child were killed off. And now that I’ve got nothing left, I’ve also got nothing to lose. I think it’s about time Joshua and I were reacquainted.[/i]"
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