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one time that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone
the refuge that you've built to flee the places you have come to fear the most
Created on 2007-10-08 08:06:20 (#13984415), never updated
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Basic Info| Name: | Jude Holden |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 11-13 |
BioName: Jude Holden
Birthday: November 13th, 1990
Age: 17
Hometown: New Canaan, Connecticut.
Personality: He is warm and caring to those around him, regardless of personality. He was brought up polite and articulate in an affluent family. It doesn't stop him from expressing himself. He's general under the appearance of being open when in reality, despite his soft nature, he's a bit of a mystery.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Family: Gabriel Holden, father - deceased. Ella Holden, mother - widowed. Oliver Holden, older brother.
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and covered with a perfect shell, such a charming beautiful exterior.
This is one time that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone or anyone at all. And the grave that you refuse to leave the refuge that you've built to flee the places you have come to fear the most.
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and hidden in the public eye. Such a stellar monument to loneliness. Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes and perfect makeup but you're barely scraping by
Birthday: November 13th, 1990
Age: 17
Hometown: New Canaan, Connecticut.
Personality: He is warm and caring to those around him, regardless of personality. He was brought up polite and articulate in an affluent family. It doesn't stop him from expressing himself. He's general under the appearance of being open when in reality, despite his soft nature, he's a bit of a mystery.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Family: Gabriel Holden, father - deceased. Ella Holden, mother - widowed. Oliver Holden, older brother.
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and covered with a perfect shell, such a charming beautiful exterior.
This is one time that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone or anyone at all. And the grave that you refuse to leave the refuge that you've built to flee the places you have come to fear the most.
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, and hidden in the public eye. Such a stellar monument to loneliness. Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes and perfect makeup but you're barely scraping by
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