Post by miley louise benz on Jan 5, 2012 20:18:01 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #343434; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #af9390 solid; border-bottom: 10px #af9390 solid;] * miley louise benz , miley female 15 straight sophomore intermidiat I'm Miley. I wear comfortable clothing, usually some skinny jeans and a graphic tee. I usually come home from the barn completely filthy, but I don't care. I don't wear makeup. I think people who do are too full of themselves. I like to wear bracelets, and I sometimes do a loose braid in my hair. I am tall, my skin is tan. My eyes are blue. I have a side bang and my hair is brown and some is permanently dyed blonde. My legs are long and I am fairly skinny. I have a scar on my arm, just below my shoulder. This is because I was once bit by a dog. I have two ear piercings and that's about it. I am a very happy girl. I am decent with relationships, and usually keep them going until I'm dumped. I'm casual, and don't have time for snotty people. I'm good at making friends, and I'm funny. I love acting, and sketching. I've always had a hang at sketching, and enjoy it. It was always what I did in my free time. I like bright colors, and am friendly with everyone. I don't like seeing people fight, and always do my best to stop them. I really hate getting mad at people though. Every time I see them after a fight, I feel like I have to start an argument. Sometimes people say I'm a bit annoying. I can't blame them, I get hyper easily. Sometimes I accidently spill secrets due to my big mouth, and try to hide it when I do. I'll go from start to now. I grew up in Amarillo Texas where I would draw horses all day long. In 6th grade I did art instead of band, which improved my drawing a load. I was always very confident, and never needed reassurance to climb to the top of our roof to watch the sun go down. I lived on Kentucky Boulevard, and loved going out to the pastures to pet the Thoroughbreds that would leave in a couple weeks for a race. It was one special year that my dad was given an extra horse. One that wouldn't be able to be included in the race. A young mare. A grey. She had big black feet. Her name; Hotrod. Hotrodder's Blue Gal. And one day I was looking through the papers, to see which one of Dad's horses was most likely to win, I came across Hotrod's. She was 100% Thoroughbred, why wasn't she going? That's when she became mine. I changed her barn name to Blue and began to train her. hi! my name is smurfie, and i've been on earth for 9! out of 2, i've been roleplaying! now, my other characters are Roxy. i live in the southwest and you can reach me by pm. |
