kent, marcus shane

[marc]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #eeeeee, border: #59b1ba 5px solid; width: 400px; height: 500px;] hey there. the name's MARCUS KENT SHANE! i go by MARC if you were wondering. also i'll have you know that i am TWENTY & loving it. oh. you've heard that I'm STRAIGHT? & that I'm from HOLLYWOOD CALIFORNIA? well the rumors are true for once. well I gotta get going, COLLEGE JUNIOR is calling. see ya'! bee tee dubs, i'm a STUDENT. HISTORY, Well, if you must know about my past, we should probably start with the fact that my past wasn't always the easiest. Growing up I had a dad who believed football was the best thing in the world, and a mom who was always out being what she called 'social', don't get me wrong, I love both of them, and for years we lived a perfect life it seemed. Me, my brothers tyler and austin and my mom and dad. However, nothing can really last forever, and as a grew up, my mom and dad began fighting more and more frequently it seemed. No, not over money, we had what seemed like plenty of that, it was mostly my moms fault, or well, sometimes mine. I wasn't ever the best kid. Oh no. I was probably the worst out of the three of us. I hated school, no really. I did. My mom was called everyday for something. My younger years of school were filled with cutting kids hair and peeing on the playground, but as I got older it turned into fights and getting caught smoking the green outside of the buildings. Austin seemed like the golden boy, then again, before he moved away, he was the one who tried his best keeping me out of trouble. I was fourteen when he left, tyler younger then me. When my dad and brother left me, I became worse. I didn't listen to anyone and hung out with 'the wrong group' or so my mom would call them. Six years later nothings changed, expect the fact California isn't working out for me. Which is why I decided to move here, to Connecticut. Why? Well I really don't know, I guess I'm just tired of the people and well, it's time to get away from it all. PERSONALITY, You know that one guy you see with the guitar and the long hair and he always looks like he's high? Yeah that's probably me. I'm usually the really loud guy either making everyone laugh of getting into a fight. Kind of a contradiction I know, but the thing is, I go one of two ways. I love you, or I hate you. Once my mind is set on one, it's not easy to change my opinion of you. One thing i'm not okay with, is questions. I hate being asked a million and one things, my life is my life and if I want to tell you something, I will. If not stay out of my business. People find me rude and mean. I'm just going to assume those people can't handle the truth, most of the time when i'm 'rude or mean' it's only because you've done something idiotic and stupid, and in which case i'm going to inform you of what that is. I don't lie to save feelings, i'm straight up and if you can't handle it, well i'm probably not the friend for you, now am I? Love, love, love. Where do I start. I've been in love. One time. Her name Cassadee. Cassi was my first love. We started dating when I was fifteen up until a year ago. Why we still aren't. Let's go with she's a heartless bitch. She dumped me on our four years. Oh yeah. Sucks. But that's another reason I came here, to get away from it all. So when it comes to love, fuck it. It's real, and it's amazing and so worth it at times, but fuck it. I don't want any part of it if I ever had to go through that again. Not saying I wouldn't be willing to try again, but I don't think I could ever feel safe and secure like I once did. The idea of fully giving you heart away is hard, actually doing it is easy, but getting it back as whole as you gave it away imposable. But that's a touchy subject, let's move on. I sing, that doesn't mean ask me to sing for you every god damn second. I bite my nails when I'm nervous, I don't take bullshit from anyone and I'll be the first person to stand up for someone who I feel like deserves it, and to top it all off i'm the nicest asshole you could ever meet. Being new is going to just be amazing. APPEARANCE, I'd like to make it known right now, I'm the shortest of all my brothers, and that puts me at exactly six feet, yes, we are a family of over sized freaks, get over it. All I ever hear from anyone is 'you need some meet on your bones boy'. Yeah that's kind of hard seeing as I don't eat meat whatsoever. It's cruel and gross and i enjoy petting cows and chickens, not plucking and slaughtering them, you bastards. Anyway i usually shop at second hand clothing stores, you know the ones where people throw away clothes, yeah those are the clothes I enjoy wearing. Not to exclude places like spencers or pacsun of course, those are a close second hand clothing. I love love love love love tattoos, I have plenty, each with their own story, please don't ask me what the stories are, I don't like explaining, if I tell you feel special. Hmm, most of the time i'm not wearing shoes, it goes along with the whole douche bag, i love the earth shit. I smoke cigarettes, which means I poison the air, which is the douche bag part of all of it. ehh screw it. I'm the tall goofy kid walking around with no shoes and a guitar, not to hard to point out. THE ROLEPLAYER, My name is Shelby, i'm eighteen, I've role played for who knows how long, and I'm addicted to sniffing the carpet. (: Okay, I just wanted to make it clear now. My life is some what crazy. I go to school from 8:30-5:30 tuesdays through saturdays, when i'm not at school, i'm probably sleeping. however i've decided to make time for my two lovers hannah and renee. Please bare with me though. I live with my boyfriend and we don't have internet, sooooo I'll either be on some during the day while i'm at school or after school when he's at work and i have nothing better to do then sit at starbucks until they close. cool? cool. love you.

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