Post by MIZUNO AKEMI on Mar 3, 2017 15:15:30 GMT -5
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[attr="class","bcgpn"]MIZUNO AKEMI. [attr="class","bcgp1"]a young girl living under the pristine reputation of her family and shift. when she was younger, she was an unattractive person by many but as she grew older she became pretty. she tried to become like the popular kids to feel some worth after gaining her looks. However she couldn't become like one of them, unable to deal with herself if she became as cruel. akemi is trying to find her way in the world, slowly but hopefully surely.[break][break] she's open to friends, but she doesn't necessarily seek them out. a girl who although has her doubts, she is loyal to those she thinks are friends. she is the naïve, kind-hearted type with a heart that believes in ideals and justice. she is the type to, although initially more quiet, to stand her ground. for one who is insecure she is strong willed and stubborn for her values and dreams, both for herself and others. she is soothing to be around, but she credits that to having milotic -- a pokemon said to be able to calm the most volatile of hearts -- as her spirit.[break][break] when comes to enemies, perhaps the popular kids that she tried to befriend in the past? akemi can be seen as flakes by them, trying to join in and only to ditch because she saw them as being nothing but cliché bullies. She is stubborn and on the capricious side, her emotions can be like the tides. her naivety can be irritating to people as well, being too idealistic in her approaches to things and getting upset when they don't go as planned. she gets huffy and childish when things don't go her way. it depends on the situation on how badly she can be.[break][break] love is such a confusing yet simple thing. always, she thinks of her parents -- how complimentary yet different they are with one another. she's certainly had crushes before but has never acted on it. She is dreamy when it comes to romance, thinking of movie dates and constantly holding hands. while boys were always on her mind, girls are a different subject. she doesn't think she's interested in them, being from a family that seemed so traditional but now she's not entirely sure. | [attr="class","bcgpimg"] | [attr="class","bcgph"]you made me again [break]cry with me[break] you made me begin |
[attr="class","bcgpn"]name name name. [attr="class","bcgp1"]it isn't whether. no. only: how long until how bad it gets. our quick, our clutch. or, sluggish rift. how costly this, a wished subletting of the heart. not mine to squat in; he's not mine (it's fine). but still: that sock-to-the-stomach, sudden hollow ugh. you see the ante? i'm already un and raveling, this scanty hope swan-songing my integrity. (but maybe, also, just a little, reveling? pinata pricked, unpilfered? tamed tsunami swell? an overflowing loving cup?) tut, tut! too cursed. too much. i won't allow it. silly, sad, or worse: tonight i'll disavow these high-jinks, hurts, these hells. | [attr="class","bcgpimg"] | [attr="class","bcgph"]you came warrior [break]clear your music[break] kissing our spines |
[attr="class","bcgpn"]name name name. [attr="class","bcgp1"]she is two parts flesh and one part secondhand clothing. she presses her knee on the ground, like an ear. she is rubbing the belly of a dead robin and calling forth lazarus. she is all pretense, incomplete as she watches the feet of passersby. you are the background musician. she gives you her hand. she leaves tiny half-moons on your palm as you pull her up. | [attr="class","bcgpimg"] | [attr="class","bcgph"]your hands [break]shimmering on the[break] legs of rain |
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