SPRING, brooks ethan

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BROOKS ETHAN SPRING.
you and i should meet.

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GAZE INTO HER KILLING JAR
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name: brooks ethan spring
age: twenty 
birthday: november eighteenth
band name: regrets and romance 
position: photographer
play by: george craig

LOOK IN MY EYES.

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likes: The boys, French fries, Mr Beans, Old Records,  Indie-music, cotton candy, reading, photography, getting things done on time, and walking around at night. 
dislikes: crowded areas, being the center of attention, assholes, drinking, drugs, parties, rude people, being picked on, loud music, obnoxious people. 
habits: tends to fix his bangs a lot, ruffles his hair when he's nervous, and bites on his lip a lot.
secrets: he's into guys, and won't tell anyone.
overall personality: Overall, Brooks is a shy kid. The tall and scrawny boy tends to hide behind his bangs, believing it was some sort of wall to shield himself from the rest of the world. He prefers not to talk a whole lot, because he feels as though people would be looking at him while he does. The idea of everyone's eyes on him scared him, he usually would start worrying that'd he'd mess up, or doing something absolutely idiotic.
Growing up, Brooks had always been the smart one amoungst his family. He prefered to sit and hide behind a book other than go out for recess with all the other kids. He wanted to fill his head with information, and always felt like he didn't know enough. He couldn't get enough of reading, both fictional and non-fictional, it was just something he loved, loving the fact you could picture whatever is happening however you want.

I'M AN ADDICT FOR DRAMATICS
i confuse the two for love

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mom: Lori Spring
dad: Dave Spring
siblings: Thomas Spring, William Spring.
other important figures:
overall history: Brooks was born into one of those typical American families. He grew up with a family who had a love for sports, his father a football coach for a college football team, and his mother had been a cheerleader all through highschool. It wouldn't have been so bad for Brooks if he didn't have the two older brothers that he had. His older brothers were the type of guys who adored sports. Made it their life. They were tall, tanned and muscular, always ready for a good game of football.
But Brooks couldn't live up to the family ways. He felt awkward in his family, always in his room doing homework, or reading, while in the mean time, the two older brothers were out partying and having a time. The brothers often attempted to play wrestle with Brooks, but Brooks being as bony and scrawny as he was, couldn't do it. The older brothers always won, everything that had something to do with sports, anyway. If it were to come to the thinking stuff, they were in shit. Brooks had quite the mind. His head soaked in information like a sponge soaked in water.
Going through school, Brooks was never the cool kid. He was never the kid to watch people bully, and he never was the bully. But what he was, he was the bullied. Often teens his age or older would pick him up and toss him in a garbadge can, or knock whatever is in his hands on to the ground. He never enjoyed his highschool years, they were nothing he wanted to remember. 
Brooks always remembered the way they'd mock him and tease him, as him if he gay, because he never had a girlfriend. Which was true, he was into guys, and he hadn't gone out or ever kissed a girl, either. But he didn't feel comfortable telling people, so he never did.
Throughtout the years, Brooks had taken an interest in photography. He liked how you could catch those calm and relaxing pictures, and keel them together. It started off with the typical flowers, it worked it's way all the way totaling pictures of people, and most importantly, bands. Brooks wasn't one for loud and crowded places, but he was makig money by it, so he never complained.  
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I DONT WANNA KNOW ABOUT EVIL

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name/alias: emily
age: fifteen
experience: three years
password: admin edit

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this was made by heather. lyrics came from tons of bands, so yeah. dont steal or she will send boo the ghost to eat your face and your mothers face.