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Cassandra Eleanor Sullivan
|Nickname|
Cassie, Cass, Sandra, and Ellie
|Birthday|
May 5th, 1989
|Nationality|
50% French and 50% American
|Current Location|
New York, New York
|Sexuality|
Asexual | No sexual preference
|Occupation|
College student {Studying music and literature} and a Barista at Starbucks
|Hometown|
Dallas, Texas {1-16} and New York {16-23}
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▪ Whenever she's nervous she taps her right foot in a pattern ▪Everything in her bedroom including the bed sheets need be perfect before she can lay down and go to sleep ▪When she's arguing with someone, whether they're taller than her or not she stands on her tip toes ▪Moves away from large crowds ▪Hums when writing things down ▪When angry she can go from English to French to English again ▪Sings very loudly in the shower ▪Sometimes talk to her bird like babies ▪Is always humming quietly in classes ▪Needs to have music playing through out her room when she's studying//reading ▪
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
▪Playing piano ▪Persuading people ▪Spotting lies ▪Flexible ▪Fluent in French and English ▪Ballet ▪Singing ▪Managing money ▪Taking Orders ▪Rollerblading ▪Large vocabulary ▪Reading ▪Water {Surfing, swimming, etc.} ▪
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
▪Large crowds ▪Family settings ▪Taking orders//authority ▪Very opinionated ▪Many fears//phobias ▪Jumps to conclusions ▪Doesn't know when to speak up ▪Curses like a sailor ▪Very particular ▪Losing ▪Defensive ▪Animals ▪Anxiety ▪Forgetful ▪Asks many questions ▪Cynical//Untrusting ▪
|{Hobbies}|
▪Playing piano ▪Writing ▪Perfecting things ▪Social networking ▪Decorating//scrapbooking ▪Sleeping in ▪Playing with her kitten ▪ Rollerblading ▪
|{Fears}|
▪{Glassophobia} Fear of public speaking ▪{Ligyrophobia} Fear of loud noises ▪{Selaphobia} Fear of flashes ▪{Acrophobia} Fear of heights ▪{Genophobia//Coitophobia} Sex//sexually intimacy ▪{Aeroacrophobia} Open high places ▪{Catagelophobia} Fear of being ridiculed ▪{Pnigophobia//Pnigerophobia} Fear of being smothered//choking ▪
|{Secrets}|
▪She's a virgin ▪Has the worst stage fright ▪She's actually British {she hides her accent} ▪Used to be terrified of using magic ▪Terrified of the opposite sex for the most part▪
|{Goals || Dreams}|
▪To master her magic abilities ▪To get over all her fears ▪To grow a backbone for once ▪Find her birth father ▪Meet every single on of her half brothers and sisters ▪To have some sort of 'experience' before the end of the year ▪
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Dreamer: Sometimes
Opinionated: Often
Afraid//Paranoid//Cynical: Often {Secretly}
Quiet//Shy:Always
Affectionate: Sometimes
Risk-Taking: Never
Ambitious: Occasionally
Curious: Always
Self-Controlled: Sometimes
Trusting: Sometimes
Honest: Often
Loyal: Most Times
Impulsive: Rarely
Romantic and/or Flirty: Rarely
Sympathetic: Sometimes
Intelligent: Always
Optimistic: Rarely
Observant: Often
Logical: Always
Hyperactive: Never
Sweet:Occasionally
Rational: Often
Confident: Rarely to Never
Seductive: Never
Manipulative:Sometimes {Most times she doesn't mean to}
Social: Somewhat solitary
Emotions: Somewhat controlled
{“If you want to discover the true character of a person, you have only to observe what they are passionate about.” ― Shannon L. Alder }
▲The Great Gatsby {The book} ▲Classic Broadway shows ▲Classic Romance ▲Romantic Gestures ▲Sour Gummy Worms "God, I love them!" ▲ Reading, Reading, and More Reading ▲Her small group of friends ▲Drawing ▲Small Groups of People ▲Being Alone in Her Room ▲Smirking ▲ Showtunes ▲Dancing by herself ▲Her Tablet ▲Water {Swimming, Surfing, etc.} ▲Chocolate covered strawberries ▲Morning jogs ▲Her Netflix account ▲Vampire shows {The Vampire Diaries, True Blood, etc.} ▲Traveling ▲Being sung to {Secretly} ▲Breaking Bad and The Walking Dead ▲'Shipping' ▲Bowler hats ▲Boots ▲Changing her hairstyle every now and again ▲Poems ▲Aggressive inline skating ▲Rollerblading ▲Being outside ▲Winter▲Smirking and shrugging
{“I don't hate you.. I just don't like that you exist” ― Gena Showalter, Seduce the Darkness }
▼An out pour of emotions ▼Gossip//Gossip magazines ▼Attention being on her ▼Being called Bambi or Doe eyes▼Gowns ▼Large crowds//Public speaking ▼Summer ▼Dancing in public "It's not happening, sorry."Guys touching her▼ Her Father ▼Flirting ▼Backstabbers ▼People Who Mess With Her ▼Big Groups ▼Public Speaking ▼Alcohol ▼Talking To A Large Group of People: I'm more of a loner. ▼Eye Contact ▼Being Confronted By People ▼Having to watch Quidditch ▼Overly Religious People ▼Being Interrupted ▼Crying ▼Classical Music {For the most part} ▼High pitched sounds ▼Flashes from cameras ▼Players//liars//cheaters
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{“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.” ― Søren Kierkegaard }
Editing
{“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent” ― Victor Hugo }
(Ho!)
(Hey!)
(Ho!)
(Hey!)
(Ho!) I've been trying to do it right
(Hey!) I've been living a lonely life
(Ho!) I've been sleeping here instead
(Hey!) I've been sleeping in my bed,
(Ho!) Sleeping in my bed
(Hey!)
(Ho!)
(Ho!) So show me family
(Hey!) All the blood that I would bleed
(Ho!) I don't know where I belong
(Hey!) I don't know where I went wrong
(Ho!) But I can write a song
(Hey!)
1, 2, 3
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet
(Ho!)
(Hey!)
(Ho!)
(Hey!)
(Ho!) I don't think you're right for him.
(Hey!) Look at what it might have been if you
(Ho!) took a bus to China Town.
(Hey!) I'd be standing on Canal
(Ho!) and Bowery.
(Hey!)
(Ho!) And she'd be standing next to me.
(Hey!)
1, 2, 3
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
Love – we need it now
Let's hope for some
So, we're bleeding out
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart
I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweet
(Ho!)
(Hey!)
(Ho!)
(The last one)
(Hey!)[/font]
You trembled like you'd seen a ghost
And I gave in
I lack the things you need the most, you said where have you been
You wasted all that sweetness to run and hide
I wonder why
I remind you of the days you poured your heart into
But you never tried
I've fallen from grace
Took a blow to my face
I've loved and I've lost
I've loved and I've lost
Explosions...on the day you wake up
Needing somebody and you've learned
It's okay to be afraid
But it will never be the same
It will never be the same
You left my soul bleeding in the dark
So you could be king
The rules you set are still untold to me and I lost my faith in everything
The nights you could cope, your intentions were gold
But the mountains will shake
I need to know I can still make
Explosions...on the day you wake up
Needing somebody and you've learned
It's okay to be afraid
But it will never be the same
And as the floods move in
And your body starts to sink
I was the last thing on your mind
I know you better than you think
'Cause it's simple darling, I gave you a warning
Now everything you own is falling from the sky in pieces
So watch them fall with you, in slow motion
I pray that you will find peace of mind
And I'll find you another time
I'll love you, another time
Explosions...on the day you wake up
Needing somebody and you've learned
It's okay to be afraid
But it will never be the same
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