broken wings «

[Telee;Melee]

x heaven's gates won't open up for me.
x with these broken wings i'm falling.

xx dubbed xx
Telee Belle Lockhart.

xx spins xx
Eighteen.

xx organs xx
Femme.

xx stained xx
With pale milky skin, and long sun kissed tresses, Telee is actually a very pretty young woman. She’s petite, and her movements are dainty, she’s silent and graceful. Those are just a few words to explain Telee’s description. She wears little, to no make up what so ever, unable to stand the feeling of eyes attracted to her face. She curls her hair, and wears it down, rarely seen with it tied up. She has a butter scotch shade of blonde hair, with natural brunette highlights, and a thick fringe which leans to the left, and hides her honey brown splashed eye. Her ears are pierced twice on both lobes, but will only thread a decorative ring to the bottom hole. Being bulimic, Telee is painfully thin, meaning she lacks in chest, and curve in her figure. But she never appreciated it any way, so she’s not going to miss it. She’s slightly shorter for her age, adding to her submissive attitude to every one. Telee is very insecure, and will not expose her lithe frame to judgemental eyes; therefore she covers herself up, even on the hotter days.

xx persona xx
Telee has always, and always will be the victim in her mind. She has detached herself from reality, and much proffers her self to become almost non-existent, even though she’s well aware that it isn’t healthy. Not only is she emotionally un-healthy, by bullying herself in her mind, and causing herself more pain then any one else could, but she is also very much rotting on the outside too. Telee’s bulimic, afraid to gain weight; she also has type-two diabetes for her lack of nutrients. She does not say more then a few words, unless she forces herself to babble, which only happens on rare occasions. She hardly ever comes out and exposes herself, but knowing that she has to exercise, and at least buy her regular diet pills, and to walk Kayne, she forces herself to. Telee has suffered. She has type two diabetes, has an eating disorder, and has a severe case of androphobia. Which is a fear of men. Telee, under no circumstances, will she make eye contact with a guy, or touch them for that matter. She keeps her distance, more then any normal person would. She dramatises a lot of things, she has the right to – when most take advantage of her skittish attitude and usually hurts her. Telee can only ever love an animal now – her chest hollow, her heart has bled for too long.

xx rewind xx
Telee’s past is definitely difficult, and perhaps a tear tugger. She grew up in a broken home. You can’t even classify it as a home; homes were held up with walls of love, and Telee never felt love in the house. Hatred, anger, and fear were all she ever felt. All Telee’s life, she brought up her step siblings from her father’s first marriage. Telee never got to experience a proper childhood – having to mother five children at only seven years old. Telee’s father often came home drunk, and stoned. He’d bash her mother, and Telee. A bottle was once smashed against her stomach, explaining the scar nobody ever sees.

At fifteen, Telee’s mother held out divorce papers, but Telee’s father didn’t approve of it. Pulling a gun from his pocket, Telee peered from the crack of her door, and witnessed a bullet fire into her mother’s skull, instantly killing her. Then her father slipped away out the door, and never returned. The step siblings were returned to their drug-addict mother, and Telee fled to her boyfriend’s house. Tobee seemed like such a loving human, until he shoved her into his room and raped her. Telee was well aware of how angry Tobee was with her, because the weekend before she went out at night, accompanied by a few friends, and Derek. It was quite the rumour going around, that Telee cheated on Tobee with Derek, and some one had told Tobee.
She assumed that was the reason he raped her. That was the last strike for Telee. She couldn’t put up with it. All her life guy’s had shown what brutes they could be. And she has not found a guy who can prove her wrong.

xx pets xx
Kayne. Red & White Chi. 4 Weeks.
Bayne. Blue & Fawn Chi. 6 Weeks.
Jayne. Cream Chi. 4 Weeks.
Dayne. Red Sable Chi. 7 Weeks.

xx career xx
Uhm, none really.
Can she have a kennel, though? PM me.

xx image xx
Hilary Duff.

xx misc xx
Telee’s bulimic, vegetarian, and has type two diabetes.

xx sample xx
Charming? It isn’t charming to meet Telee. This was Telee we’re talking about. You don’t want to be around the girl who’s terrified of you, and has this constant feeling you’re going to leap out and attack her. That’s not the kind of girl that was charming to meet. At least angered thoughts were calmed, by changing the subject to Kayne. Telee wasn’t lonely. She just chose to be alone. It made her feel a lot saner, then what she’d be like around people. She hated the cliché conversations that always came up when she was around people, so she just chose to remain alone. Exhaling a tired breath, as he spoke about his horse, she took a moment to calm her self down. Dentals remained clamped tightly together, as his speech ended.

Then this awkward silence began.
It was her fault, and you couldn’t reassure her on something like this.
Looking up briefly, as his gaze had strayed across the park, lips parted, readying her self to say something, but nothing formed from her vocal cords. Too nervous she’d say something wrong more like it. So instead, she returned her gaze to the ground, as his vision returned to her. She hated that feeling. The feeling of eyes all over her, they made her feel so uncomfortable, because she didn’t know why they were looking. She didn’t have a pretty face, and lacked in curves, because of how painfully thin she was, and nobody seemed to notice it, so they’d keep staring.

Coffee coloured gaze snapped quickly back towards him, as unfamiliar words soaked in. She wasn’t dumb, and could fill in the blank spaces. Who in the right mind asks Telee out? Some one who wanted to kill her. Knowing that she’d have to get to know a guy, killed her. She’d be the most f**ked up girlfriend, too. She’d be jumpy, untrusting, and just not what a girlfriend in supposed to be. Her shiver retuned, and breath picked up speed, until her chest was tight, and hurt. But this new position soon fled from her, as a male stepped in behind her, and scolded Rayne, and asked if she was alright. Looking up momentarily, she studied his features for a moment – oh god, not him again. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to see him, he just brought back too many memories, and she hated how fate brought her to so many people from her past.

“I’m fine.”

Kissers parted, and snapped bitter words towards the male, even though the sour tone would hardly be noticed. As if Telee would be rude to a guy – she’d be terrified if he’d get mad, and hurt her. Even in a park full of people, it wasn’t that hard, since she knew how strong and controlling Derek was. It was strange, and hard to grasp that he was here again, unable to focus on it. She didn’t want to, either. Back when she was younger, she could’ve cheated on Tobee, with Derek; it was all her friends would look down in disdain at her. It was all like one big puzzle; Tobee probably raped her, because the rumours of her cheating had gotten to him – or because he was just some sick, twisted human being.