Post by LERA GORBUNOV on Mar 10, 2012 21:50:23 GMT -5
lera katya gorbunov
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: none;,true][cs=2][atrb=width,300] hey there. the name's lera gorbunov! i go by lera too if you were wondering. also i'll have you know that i am twenty-five & loving it. oh. you've heard that I'm heterosexual? & that I'm from belarus? well the rumors are true for once. well I gotta get going, the ritz is calling. see ya'! history I have come to hate the color red. A color that plagues my dreams crumbling them into a black void called nightmares. Your face is the only thing I see in those dreams beside them and everything is red. You are the reason why I refuse to recall my childhood: the perfect one before you did what you did. You slaughtered all hopes and dreams I once had and replaced them with a brand new set. You didn’t do that directly, but the government thought it was best. A new life created for my protection from you and everyone else in the world. Protection I didn’t need until you painted my parents in their own blood: red, red blood. What I reluctantly will remember of the untouched time – where every memory seems to glow in the little tucked nook of warmth in my heart. Mother was beautiful, she had many publically admirers. Father was intelligent and he was a role model for many, coveted for his genius. We lived like royalty: we were like royalty. I remember my personal maid, Margarita – her beautiful dark hair and her skilled hands. She sewed my dresses when Vladimir tore them when we played. My life was one that could only be illustrated in the best picture books you could buy. They were my friends, she was my best friend – did they know what you were about to do? I never discovered the truth – I ran into the arms of my guardian for the rest of my life, plummeting down a hole of darkness. Auntie you saved me from the pain. The pain that made Vladimir craved medications and abuse them. He didn’t know how to escape the pain and I tried to tell him – block it out, don’t remember it. He couldn’t and he soon joined them in a pool of his own blood: red, red blood. I found him. I heard it happen. You killed him, too. You haunted him, too. Haunted him with your face covered in the red blood of our parents lifeless bodies – until you killed him. You were the force behind the trigger he pulled. I can’t get away from you, it seems. It was hard in school – so much pain lies in my heart. It’s an anchor in an ocean of red – the ocean you created. I was in the top five of my class, as the number one spot was never possible when in the shortest hours of sleep you waited for me like you waited for them. Why are you here? Why do you still follow me? I bought this hotel so far away from home. Why is it that face I saw in my dreams here before me? Staying in my hotel as if you knew I would be there. Are you finally coming for me? Is it my turn? will you cover me in red? manicure and pedicure my feet red? with red lips? a red dress? will you lay me down in sheets of red? you’re there when i close my eyes. i don’t want to remember – you make me remember. i hate you, i loathe you, red, red, red. personality Lera is a sweet, modest, an honest woman that came from a very wealthy beginning. Her childhood was filled with being handed anything she ever could think to want. However the trauma she suffered from seeing her parents murdered humbled this girl and catapulted her into a darkness she’s never defeated. She’s often told by blind dates that she is too kind for them and by being too kind, she was too emotionally needy. Lera has paranoid personality disorder – meaning she thinks almost anyone is out to hurt her. She takes an array of vitamins to try to control her suspicions that there are people after her, but she cannot help it. Other than being, basically, a pushover – Lera is an artist. She enjoys to paint in her free time, but when her days are especially bad she paints in red. As much as she hates the color red, it seems to be her favorite color at the same time despite how she denies it. Lera has never had a successful relationship although she has tried. She also is, despite acting as if she still isn’t, incredibly wealthy having the massive inheritance of her parents’ estate along with being the inheritor of whatever her ill Aunt leaves behind. Lera is alone and she makes it very clear to potential dates that she’s lonely through how she conducts herself. She’s soft-spoken, but she can spit out a distinguish well-written insult through text or email if she has to, but she hasn’t come out of her shell enough to do it on her own. She is the member of many dating websites, however talking to men online can get her as far as a first date that ends in bitter rejection. She plans to die alone and leave her wealth to charity. | [atrb=width,200] |
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