{âIt does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.â }
-J.K. Rowling
Born This Way || Now || Lazy Bones
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|{Sky..but only by her close friends}|
|{03/21::17 years old}|
|{Caucasian}|
|{Heterosexual}|
{âArt is the reason I get up in the morning, but the definition ends there. It doesn't seem fair that I'm living for something I can't even define.â }
-Ani DiFranco
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âȘTwirls strands of hair when she's bored.
âȘPicks at her nail polish.
âȘSlouches.
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
âLoyal, quick thinker, acting, escape artistâ
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
âDoesn't let many close, tends to do what she wants(regardless of the outcome)â
|{Hobbies}|
Drawing, Reading, Writing, figuring out how to get out of a tight situation
|{Fears}|
ĂžHeightsĂž
ĂžThunderĂž
|{Secrets}|
â€Is in love with Andyâ€
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{âThe beautiful is always bizarre.â }
-Charles Baudelaire
Skylar is a more standoffish kind of person. She doesnt' like speaking to people that she doesn't like and if she's forced to...she's usually got nothing nice to say to them. She has what her father calls 'attitude'. She's always got something to say and doesn't care to share. She's always acting, putting on a show for everyone around her. Andy is probably one of the only people that knows how she truly is. Deep down, beneath her facade, Skylar can be a really caring and sweet person.
{âYou cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.â }
-Jonathan Safran Foer
|{Likes}|
âČReadingâČWritingâČSingingâČHorsesâČActingâČDrawingâČAndyâČFashion
{âTwo things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.â }
-Albert Einstein
|{Dislikes}|
âŒBeing told what to doâŒGypsyâŒBeing made fun ofâŒThe PlasticsâŒCotton CandyâŒWolves
{âI am free of all prejudice. I hate everyone equally.â }
-W.C. Fields
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Skylar was born into a small family that own and ran its own horse farm. Her parents adored her and gave her anything that she ever wanted. The family was quite well known all around for their prize winning horses that always seemed to come out of the farm. From the time that Skylar was old enough to ride, she did. In the years that followed, everything was wonderful. She was a competing equestrian and she loved it. Nothing compared to the feeling of riding and winning the competitions. She was always helping out around the farm. Life couldn't have been any better.
Her mother was diagnosed with cancer when Skylar was ten. Her mother quickly lost the battle, leaving her and her father alone. Skylar continued riding though her heart was no longer in it. Her best friend quickly noticed a change in her. When Sky's father remarried, she not only gained a 'mother' but a 'sister'. Sky hates Gypsy. The girl is everything that she isn't. They never get along no matter what their parents have tried.
{âNo one can make you feel inferior without your consent.â }
- Eleanor Roosevelt
I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong
To crash the critic saying, "Is it right or is it wrong?"
If only fame had an I.V., baby could I bear
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
I've overheard your theory "nostalgia's for geeks"
I guess sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read
One second I'm a Koons, then suddenly the Koons is me
Pop culture was in art, now art's in pop culture in me
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
Touch, touch
Touch, touch now
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh
I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause
Live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me.
The applause, applause, applause
Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love (I'll turn the lights out)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud
(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-R-T-P-O-P