COLLIN, carter lee

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r e m i n d s m e o f y o u. s o m a n y t h i n g s i s h o u l d n 't h a v e m i s s e d. t h e m o r e t h a t i p u s h,
and the more you resist. it's easy to say it's for the best when you want more while you leave me with less.[/color][/font]

Full Name:

[/color]Carter Lee Collin
Nicknames: Car
Age: 17
Birthdate: October 14
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Male
Problem: Addictions
Grade: Senior
Clique(s): Royalty, Secret Nerd
Classes:

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i know you're fine, but what do i do ?[/i][/color][/size][/font]
i k n o w y o u 'r e f i n e, b u t w h a t d o i d o? i 'm a w a k e, a n d t r y i n g, w h i l e y o u 'r e s l e e p i n g
like a babe beside him. i'm on the ledge while you're so god damn polite and composed.[/color][/font]

Height:

[/color] 5'11"
Weight: 136 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Notable Features: Left ear pierced
Play-By: Justin Chatwin
General Description: I'm a laid-back kind of guy and my fashion exemplifies that. I like hoodies, t-shirts and jeans with sneakers or converse shoes, I'm really not all that picky. Living in my family, we couldn't really afford to be picky, so long as it fit, we wore it. It's a good kind of lifestyle, makes you aware of what matters in life, you know? My hair is shaggy, never really getting a 'proper' haircut, my sister Lexi is the one that does the haircuts, and its beena while since I was old enough to sit still and let her cut my hair. I think the last time she convinced me to do so was... god... around Valentine's Day? Yeah, that was a while back. [/justify][/blockquote][/size]


and i know you see me, and you're making it ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
l o o k s o e a s y. w h a t c o m e s a n d g o e s, i 'd g o w i t h o u t. i k n o w y o u 'r e f i n e b u t w h a t a b o u t
fallout , fallout , fallout, through the fallout. fallout, fallout, through the fallout. well now there's him,[/color][/font]

Likes:

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• Fucking
  
• Girls (Especially those that shave)
  
• Blow Jobs
  
• Porn
  
• Hand Jobs
  
• Video Games
  
• Money
  
• Hacking computers
  
• Breaking the Law (adrenaline rush, baby)
  
• Being sexy
  
• Most of my family... most of the time
  
• Learning new things (if that's possible)

Dislikes:

• Being interupted
  
• A girl not seeing things through to the end
  
• Teases
  
• Snot-nosed, back-stabbing rich bitch white trash (so... wouldn't that be most of the female royalty? Whoops. I'd still fuck them though... just don't ask me to hang out with 'em)
  
• Girls who don't shave their legs and pits
  
• People who bite their nails (God, unsanitary much?! And it looks tacky)
  
• Being poor (Who the fuck likes having no money?)

Strengths:

• Sex
  
• Seduction
  
• Stamina
  
• Hacking computers
  
• Car-jacking
  
• Obtaining the five-finger discount

Weaknesses:

• Lexis
  
• Meeka
  
• Cameron
  
• Destiny
  
• Jazmin
  
• Dillon
  
• Parties
  
• Hot girls
  
• Sex

Fears:

• That I've lost my brother for good
  
• My family will starve while I'm gone

Disorders: None
General Description: I am the best kid you'll ever know. Okay, so I'm a bit obsessed with sex. I'm seventeen, it's kind of part of my job description. I can't help it, I love it. But that's not really what defines me. I'm loyal, especially to the people I care about, like my family. I'd do anything for them. And I do mean anything. I've even killed for them before, though of course I'd never tell them that. Especially the younger ones... wouldn't want to scar them. 'course, I definitely couldn't tell Lexi either, she'd probably have an anurysm. But... that's beside the point. The point is... I'm loyal, maybe to a fault. It takes a while for most people to earn my complete trust though... and it really is a fragile thing. I don't give second chances to most people... that's pretty much reserved for my family. Sorry. But growing up in my neighborhood, trusting the wrong person could get you shot.[/justify][/blockquote][/size]


and now there's me. the secrets you give ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
a n d t h e s e c r e t s y o u k e e p. a n d n e v e r t h e l e s s, i t 's n e v e r y o u l e t. t h e m o r e t h a t i g i v e
and the less that i get. don't tell me to fight, to fight for you. after this long, i shouldn't have to[/color][/font]

Mother:

[/color] Valerie Collin , 43, Unknown Employment
Father: Lex Collin, 45, Unemployeed
Siblings:Lexis - 19, Meeka - 16, Cameron - 13, Destiny - 11, Jazmin - 8, Dillon - 3
Pets:
Other: Joey Rodriguez (Lexis's boyfriend)
History: Growing up in our family was hard. On all of us, I suppose, but especially on Lexis, Meeka, and I. Perhaps Lexis more than Meek and I, but that's hardly the point. In a family with a non-existant mother and a druggie-father who was always high whenever he was even around, it was pretty much left to Lexis, Meeka, and I to raise the younger siblings. We had to take care of ourselves, since neither of our parents seemed up to the task of doing anything other than the horizontal bop to crank out more mouths for us to feed. I barely even remember what my mother looks like, what's that say about her? A low-down, bitch who cares more for herself than the children that she bore? Yeah, well, we came to terms with that fact a long ass time ago.

But the way the order worked was that the younger kids came first. Cameron... Destiny... Jazmin... then finally Dillon. Little Dillon who doesn't understand anything yet, he just knows that the heads of the family are Lexi and I. Because hell... for almost as long as he's been alive, Meeka has been a non-entity in the family just as much as our parents. Like our father, he got hooked on drugs. He and I used to be close. Closer than any of the other members of our family. We were very close in age, we leaned on each other... but all Meeka cared about anymore was the high. Where his next hit was going to come from. It became more important to him than family, than me. Lexi and I tried to help him, sent him to rehab clinics several times. Hell, I even tried beating sense into him. None of it worked.

So we found a place to send him where he could get help. How was I to know that Lexi would take my promiscuity as a problem just as serious as that which Meeka was suffering? So here I am... sent to the same 'school' as my brother, my sister says that I need help. That I've brought some unknowing girl back home with me with no regard for the sibs. She said something about me and Meeka turning out to be just like our parents. How crude was that? I am nothing like our fucking parents, but she wouldn't really listen to me. So here I am at St. Helena's sent here just a short time after my brother got here. Well isn't that special? At least they have a decent selection of classes...[/justify][/blockquote][/size]


i know you're fine, but what do i do? i know ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
y o u 'r e f i n e, b u t w h a t d o i d o? i 'm a w a k e a n d t r y i n g w h i l e y o u 'r e s l e e p i n g l i k e a
babe beside him.i'm on the ledge while you're so god damn polite and composed.[/color][/font]

[*justify]Alias:

[/color] Me
Age: 23
Time Zone: Eastern
Other Characters: ... A shit ton now.
Code Words: Nah.[/justify][/blockquote][/size]


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