Post by Alexei Bass on Jun 6, 2012 22:17:33 GMT -5
alexei n. bass
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and i'm not sleeping now
----------------the dark is too hard to beat
----------------the dark is too hard to beat
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and i'm not keeping now
-----------the strength i need to push me
-----------the strength i need to push me
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you show the lights that stop me
-------turn to stone, you shine it when i'm alone
-------turn to stone, you shine it when i'm alone
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( CAREFREE ) This and Lex's carelessness go hand-in-hand. He doesn't care much about anything, except pleasing himself. He doesn't take responsibility for anything he does. His mother has cleaned up most of his mess from when he was younger, and he still expects the same thing from her until she's too old.
( ANXIOUS ) Obviously. PTSD is a form of anxiety. Lex hates it. He hates that he can't sit around the house and read a book. He always feels as if his heart is racing too fast. He never feels calm and that drives him insane. The reason he drinks and gets high is to make this feeling go away. Even if it's just for a few hours, it's better than being chained to it.
( SELFISH ) The only person Lex cares about is himself. (For the most part.) He doesn't like to do anything for most people. If he says he'll do it, you had better find a back up because chances are he'll "forget" or just not care enough to do it. Lex does whatever he has to do to make himself feel good.
( REBELLIOUS ) If you ask Lex to do one thing, he'll do the exact opposite. He hates authority. He's defies it whenever he gets the chance. This is why Lex is glad he doesn't have a job. He couldn't answer to a boss; he likes being his own boss.[/ul]
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and so i tell myself that i'll be strong
------------------------dreaming when they're gone
------------------------dreaming when they're gone
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Everything remained the same until Lex was thirteen. One of the boys in his dorm had given him a small baggie filled with green stuff and some papers. Lex didn't know what it was, but there were instructions on what to do with it. Shrugging to himself, Lex had followed the instructions and, before he knew it, he was high. The sensation was an odd one, but he got used to it after a few minutes. And the greatest thing about it was that the anxious feeling that was always in his chest, the one that made his heart feel like ti was beating faster than it actually was, had gone away. Lex couldn't believe how relaxed he felt. This was the beginning of his drug and alcohol use, and partying ways.
The summer before he went into his fourth year, Lex was at a party with said boy. He'd smoked and drank and was having the time of his life. There was a girl there who had been eyeing him the entire night, and he approached her. She was a year older than he was, but they were snogging a few minutes later. And before Lex knew what was happening, his drawers were around his ankles and he and this girl were going at it, wit a bunch of people in the room next to theirs. Lex doesn't really recall his first time having sex, but he says he must have liked it or he wouldn't have kept doing it. (His second time was at an underage muggle club, where he was completely sober in every way, under a disco ball.)
Lex's behavior continued. Before he knew it, he was always high or drunk or having sex. He doesn't remember most of his years at Hogwarts for those reasons. He does remember failing every OWL he took, and his father screaming at him, right in his face, furious. Perhaps if he hadn't been high, he would have cared a little more. He was given the opportunity to retake the OWLs and this time, he made sure that he did well - or at least passed them. As for his NEWTs, Lex knew better than have a repeat of his fifth year. He managed to scrap by and graduated, happy to be free of school and schoolwork. He hasn't accomplished much since leaving Hogwarts. He still lives with his parents, and appears to be going nowhere fast. He has no job, at least not one that he can tell his parents about. He sells muggle drugs and black-market potions in Knockturn Alley, out of a very small store with an escape route just in case.[/ul]
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'cause they're calling, calling, calling
------------------------me home. calling, calling, calling home
------------------------me home. calling, calling, calling home
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lights, lights, lights, lights
------------------------lights, lights, lights, light
------------------------lights, lights, lights, light
