mellark, leon asher

[LEON ASHER MELLARK,]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; font-style: italic; background-color: #222222; padding:20px; border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em;] LEON ASHER MELLARK ( 23 ) ( MALE ) ( SOLO ARTIST ) ( D.R.U.G.S / ALL TIME LOW ) ( BISEXUAL ) basics . right. hey, what's up? my name's leon. most people call me leon. some people call me lee, but i think that sounds like an old man's name or a builder's name. probably because i once had a builder at my house that was called lee. do you know how confusing that was for me? i thought people were calling me all the time. but NO, it was always him. i am twenty-three years young. i say young, because i think i age backwards rather than forwards. i'm like benjamin button but better looking, especially in the hair department. i have two parents. a mom, and a dad. i know, it's crazy, right? life with a mom and dad is fun. they cook me food and everything. i sing and play guitar for a living. in my opinion, my sound is the best sound going. i am completely single and i love it that way, so don't even try to change that. i have a fish called spunky. i think it's better that you don't ask why he's called that... he doesn't come on tour with me. it's always nice going home to spunky. i can tell he misses me by the way he swims in endless circles and sucks on my penis when i put it in the water. what? i mean finger. definitely finger. i like to name my hats, and consider them my friends. i have lots of hats. one's called justin bieber because when i wore it my friend said it looked like somebody killed a beaver and put it on my head and i thought he said justin bieber. i like that one best, because i've always wanted to touch justin bieber. personality . oh, god, i can't talk about my personality. i have no idea what i am, i'm just me. my thoughts don't line up with my actions and i regret all of my actions. so like, i'll be really selfish and then i'll look back and be like 'fuck, why did i do that?' so does that mean i'm selfish or selfless, i don't know?! i think probably selfish... but i mean, people ask me for money and obviously i'll say no. i spend my time earning that shit and they take it away from me. i don't think that's fair at all, they should get off their fat asses and earn some themselves. yeah, definitely selfish... but for good reasons! i'm really loud and excitable apparently. i wouldn't say i was that loud, but people always tell me to shut up and stuff. and whenever i have a party i always get neighbours calling up and telling me to calm it down. even if there's no music, my voice will wake up a neighborhood. i have trouble controlling my emotions and stuff like that. usually i get too happy and caught up in the moment. i get this weird feeling inside that i just need to scream really loud, and i usually do. well, usually i sing, actually. it tends to be really good songs like hannah montana or a bit of opera. gotta love that. my personal favourite is 'think of me' from 'the phantom of the opera.' i can be violent. yes, i'm sorry, i know it's bad! it's mainly when drunk. seriously i can get sooo pissed off when i'm drunk, i'll punch anything. but that's only on a bad day. still, if somebody pisses me off i'll nearly always turn to violence. i just skip out that process everyone else has of 'oh i should cool myself down, they didn't mean to piss me off' and go straight to the violence. even if they just accidentally bump into me or something i'll lash out. i really don't mean to, i swear. i'm a good person. i know i'm making myself sound like i'm not... but i mean to be. people should give me more of a chance. i would describe myself as fun, because whenever i am around me, i'm having fun. everything should be fun. you only get one life and all that shit. i can't handle being without noise and take an ipod with me everywhere, which usually means an excessive amount of singing. and an excessive amount of alcohol comes with that. and a lot of sex with hot women. or any women. and men. whatever comes at me, really. leon is one big party. leon doesn't usually talk in third person, but hey, it's too late to go back now. i'm not gonna lie, it pisses me off when people talk in third person. but i am the best person in the universe so i cannot piss myself off. i think i'm like a really huge hypocrite. but i don't know, i don't notice it much. i'm quite a friendly guy. i'll talk to anyone, you know. and cats, i sometimes talk to them. i'm not gonna intentionally start an argument with anyone, and i also wouldn't start a fight without some form of provocation... small as it may be. i like to have friends, and meet new people. i do ditch my actual friends a lot at gigs and stuff to go talk to other people, which i think annoys them a bit, but i don't care much. it would seem that i don't notice a lot of things. like if somebody's annoyed with me i find it hard to tell. i don't really change according to the situation and my surroundings, either. if i was talking to the president, i'd talk to him like all of my other friends. that'd be something like "yo dawg, howz it hangin'? been partyin' it up lately?' i don't actually talk like that, by the way... so i have a pretty big personality. it might be too much for some people. oh god, i sound like a whiny fat woman that bakes cakes of rainbows and swims in sunshine. but yeah. i don't give two shits what anyone's opinion of me is, and it's pretty impossible for me to embarrass myself! that is all. sergeant fluffy - over and out. history . history. i'm on it. this is my worst subject. i think henry viii reigned england at one point and had like six wives. wait what, you mean my history? sorry yeah. i'll get on that. i was born in plymouth. the one in england, not the one with that mountain thing that exploded. it's not bad there. there's this big stretch of water called the ocean and miniscule rocks called sand. mommy and daddy got together when they were thirteen and fourteen. then had me when mommy was sixteen and daddy seventeen. sllluuutttt. i really love my parents. they're seriously just like really good friends to me. they introduced me to alcohol and gave me condoms and stuff. they were really relaxed and understood all the bad shit i did, because they'd already done it. so when i was about eight, i think, we moved to america. that's where my grandma was living, and mom decided that she wanted to spend more time with her mother, and also that america sounded fun. so off we went. i wasn't even bothered about leaving my friends and stuff, because i knew my two favourite people were coming with me. and hamilton the hamster, of course. i have my suspicions that the hamster that was put into my room in america was not hammy, but there you go... nothing huge ever happened in my life. i guess the most relevant moment was when i got my first guitar. i just thought it was really cool to be a rockstar, so i got lessons and learned the basics, but taught myself mostly. my first guitar was an acoustic, which i used to pretend was an electric and that i was on stage in front of a crowd. i looked stupid. i used to play concerts for hamilton. he enjoyed them immensely. hey, interesting story you might care about. my first boyfriend. when i discovered that penis was fun to touch too! i was about sixteen. i'm not telling you his name! let's say it was dumbledore for the sake of the story. i'm not going into all the details, but basically i was confused about that boy for ages, then one day he came round my house. it was pretty funny how it happened really. we were sitting on the sofa watching tv and my mom walks in and said we looked cute together and asked if we were dating. i don't know, she has some sort of gay fetish. i just kinda looked at dumbledore and he just kinda looked at me. then awkward conversations followed, my mom chucked us a condom, and off to my bedroom we went. then me and dumbledore dated for about a week. i broke up with him because i couldn't handle the pressure and the massive commitment that came with a relationship that had lasted for a week. i got bullied for having a boyfriend. how nice is that. also. this is so so so so so important to my life. the day hammy died. oh god i can't even re-tell it. i just saw him dead in his wheel! i can't tell you this story, it's too painful. in school once i put a cheese sandwich in my teacher's desk drawer, then i locked it and kept the key, for like months it just stank out the whole room and he had no idea what it was. at the end of the year i left the key on his desk with a little note telling him to be more careful where he puts his keys. it was necessary. he, along with many other of my teachers, were failing me, and i didn't agree. they should understand the consequences of not accepting my sexual bribes. aspiration . i only have one dream in life. to start a cat choir. you see all those videos on youtube and stuff of people filming their cats singing. well i want to track down all of those cats and cut a record for them. the band would, of course, be called meow meow meow, that way i can tell people that the cats named the band themselves. their first single would be called 'meow', and they'd also do covers of britney spears and beyonce. each cat would have its own outfit. it'd be kinda like the spice girls. ( BECKY ) ( 16 ) ( 5YRS ) ( GMT ) ( JACK BARAKAT )

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