Post by kaylev black on Mar 21, 2010 19:03:35 GMT -5
Kaylev Black! STOLE YOUR HEART;
They call me Kay and I've shot for the moon 18 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via PM.
Ktxbi.
They call me Kay and I've shot for the moon 18 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via PM.
Ktxbi.
» There Goes my Hero;
The birth certificate reads Kaylev Corvus Black
But Everyone Calls Me Kay, Shorty, Half-Pint
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 16 years
The say I Am Student
Ive Been Told I Look Like Jackson Rathbone
» Rock and Roll, Baby.;
I am so tall 5'4
And I Weigh 120lbs
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced Both ears pierced, tongue ring
They always say I look like
Kaylev is very short at 5'4 which the average height for a girl, or so his friends like to point out. He is very light at a whole and total of 120lbs but his body is lithe with light ropey muscles laced around sturdy bones. He has a runners build since that is his preferred form of exercise. His hair lays in messy, chocolate curls atop his his head. Its tends to frame his face and he often has to push it back out of his eyes. Despite its messy nature, his hair is noticeably soft and shines like silk in the sun.
His eyes are a startling green with fleck of bright yellow through the center and are literally windows to his soul. He's very expressive and has a cute smile that, if you can manage to got it in the first place, is very timid and its very rare to get a true one that really goes from ear to ear. Quite often do you see a pink tinge to his pale cheeks since hes easily embarrassed with compliments and the such. His skin is unnaturally pale despite all the time he likes to spend in the sun.
He usually wears casual clothes and rarely dresses up for anything. He doesn't like going to formal dances or parties so he doesn't really have and formal clothes. He tends to stick to the worn out blue jeans and always wears long sleeved shirts or jackets no matter what the weather is. Hes often asked about his choice in apparel, especially on those blistering summer days, and he'll usually bite his lip and try to change the subject.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out Scars all over his body except visible places like his face, Startling green eyes
» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;
I Adore
Piano
Singing
Guitar
Dancing
Painting
Boys
Horses
Touching
Physical affection
Protective people
Challenges/friendly dares
Chocolate
Coffee
Cookies
I Abhor
Homophobics
Deep water
Fire
The dark
Abusive people
Being yelled at
Spiders
I Rock
Adorable Cuteness
Smile
Childish antics
Guitar
Singing
Piano
Painting
Making others smile
I Suck
Over coming natural submissiveness
Over coming fears
Not needing people
Math
History
Sculpting
I Do
Flinches at sudden movements
Curls up into the human ball when scared or uncomfortable
Clings and touches people hes close to a lot
Constantly needs physical affection
Can act extremely childish and hyper when excited
Bites or sucks on lower lip when he can curl up into his ball
I Want
To be able to live his own life
Breed Lustianos
Find true love (who doesn't?)
I Fear
Abusive people
The dark
Deep water
Fire
Spiders
violence
I Shut up
Cuts
Was abused physically, mentally and sexually by father
Loves BMSD
I am
Hes naturally a very active and hyper person but often falls quiet in crowds and around strangers. He has major self-confidence issues and often hides behind his friends and looks to the for support in almost everything he does. He very innocent and loves to ask questions about everything, even if its not really that appropriate.
Kaylev is very sweet and easily gives his trust but with that comes a great responsibility. He relies on those he trusts to help and care for him since he often cant do it himself. His trust isn't something to play with either since its easily taken back and usually never returned once its broken. Now, to contradict that, he doesn't like to jump to conclusions. He doesn't like to over react and accuse people before hearing them out.
He's completely submissive and "obedient" to the extremes and a total push over. Hes easy to take advantage of which a another reason why his trust is so special and important to him. He needs to be able to trust that there are people out there who wont take advantage of him and send him on pointless errands and "favors" just because they know hes afraid of disappointing them and making them angry. So, he does what he told to avoid any conflicts.
» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;
I Came From
Mother-Unknown-Died when he was born
Father-Conner-54-Lives back in england with no contact to or from Kaylev
I Share My Dna With None
I Come From Surrey, England
But I Live Here Now With one of mothers best friends when not at school
This Is Who I was Kaylev was born and raised in Surrey. England to a mother who died in child birth and a father who never forgave his son for killing his wife. Kaylev was forced to do any type of task and work around the house, that he could manage at what ever age he was, since he could remember. He was beaten physical and mentally degraded when ever he messed up or couldn't complete a task. He suffered knives, kicks, punches, half drownings, burns and being shoved into dark places and left there to starve for a few days.
As he got older his father worked in sexual abuse. It started with the light touches and progressed into be forced to preform some of the "touches" himself. He started cutting once he was old enough to completely understand what was going on. He realized that he had no control over his life except that little bit of time he had when his father slept and he could sneak down stairs and get a kitchen knife. The pain gave him a sense of release and control but also showed and proved that he was still alive and in that hell hole of a house.
It was when he was about fourteen and a half when his Conner, no longer did Kaylev recognize him as his father, started raping him fully. It left Kalyev emotional and physically scarred. It went on for a few months before he needed to get out. It wasn't a matter of fear anymore, it was survival. The fear kept him in that house but the survival got him out. He had journals of his mothers that were put away in the attic. He found them when he was cleaning it out, a task given to him by Conner, and kept them under his bed in his room.
The journals contained logs of her friends and even numbers and addresses. He tried and tried all the numbers and some of the local addresses but never got anyone. It wasn't until he was about three fourths of the way through the book that he got Judy Merribell. She was his mothers best friend and was always rooted in her home Town in West Virginia. Long story short, she was unbelievably happy to hear form him. She hadn't been able to see him at all since Conner wanted nothing to do with anyone who had any relationship with his mother. She listen to his story and was appalled but not surprised. She always knew Conner had a few loose screws.
Two months and a few threats to Conner, on Judy's part, Kaylev was on plane to the states. Judy took him in and told him he could earn his keep by helping her with her horse farm. That, of course, is how he got into horses. She taught him how to ride, treat, feed and train horses and he took to it like glue. It took him moths of therapy to allow other people to touch him, now he seems to crave it, and for his accomplishment Judy finally bought him his own horse and decided, with the okay and full speed ahead from his therapist, to send him to Pine Wood Stables. Kaylev was so excited and figured it was the best birthday present ever since he was leaving a few weeks after his sixteenth birthday.
This Is Who I am Don't question what gifts are given to you, take them and go with it.
» This Heart It Beats;
I Lust Gay
I Love
Boys
Taller then him
Protective
Athletes
Patience
I Loathe
Girls
Guys who act like girls
Bullies
Pushiness
Maybe I loved None
Maybe I Didnt N/A
» This Is How We'll Dance;
I Bow Down dude
I Am Awesome
Sidonie stared in the bathroom mirror with her fists clenched in her hair. Why wouldn’t it lay flat?! She let out a groan as golden curls frizzed about her head. Dropping her hands at her sides she glanced at the clock and then stared back in the mirror. If she didn’t hurry she was going to be late. 'Stupid lunch meeting.' she thought. Its not that she was worried about being late, honestly she didn’t care; she just didn’t want to hear everyone’s bitching.
Sighing, Sid opened the drawer to her right and pulled out a hair tie and quickly fixed her messy locks into a pony tail. She smiled at her quick fix and ran to the door, grabbing her keys on the way, and pulled on her black knee high boots and cream colored jacket. Still wondering why she was even bothering to go to the meeting Sid left her apartment and ran down the stairs. She hated elevators. Not only was it a small metal death trap but they just moved to slow.
About an hour later she appeared in front of a rather fancy little restaurant. It was a nice Italian place that was decked out in light tans and gold’s with the occasional olive green. She got out of the car and stood at the door swing her keys around her finger while the valet waited to park the new sliver Mustang. Rolling her eyes she turned around and went back to the car. What a waste of a morning. Its not that she didn’t like the people she worked with or that she didn’t like the restaurant. She just didn’t feel like going in. So, she didn’t. She went back home, grabbed some more money, and went shopping instead.
Thanks Isa for helping =]
