Maddie Williams,aka Canada. She is always 'forgotten'. Noticed how their is quotient marks around Forgotten,she isn't forgotten she is always noticed but they don't say anything to her so she hangs out with the 2p's who always noticed her. Maddie al...
(I ship Canada x Rome because it's my comfort ship ok? And Rome has Morden clothes)
Name:Maddie Williams
Country:Canada
Looks:
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What she wears:
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Likes:Kumajirou,Pancakes,drawing,quite places,snow,winter,cuddles,naps,horror movies,making arts and crafts,flowers,stealing Rome's clothes,music,cooking with Rome,painting,Rome.
Fear: Athazagoraphobia is a fear of forgetting someone or something, as well as a fear of being forgotten. For example, you or someone close to you may have anxiety or fear of developing Alzheimer's disease or memory loss.
Her theme song:
the lyrics: Don't feel like putting makeup on my cheeks Do what I wanna Love every single part of my body Top to the bottom I'm not a supermodel from a magazine, mmh-mmh I'm okay with not being perfect 'Cause that's perfect to me 'Cause that's perfect to me 'Cause that's perfect to me No matter where I go, everybody stares at me Not into fancy clothes, I'm rocking baggy jeans Getting too close for comfort, but comfort is what I need So I eat my body weight in chocolate and ice cream Maybe I bite my nails and don't think before I speak Don't fit in any crowd, don't ever get much sleep I wish my legs were bigger, bigger than New York City And I'll love who I want to love, 'cause this love is gender free Don't feel like putting makeup on my cheeks Do what I wanna Love every single part of my body Top to the bottom I'm not a supermodel from a magazine, no I'm okay with not being perfect 'Cause that's perfect to me 'Cause that's perfect to me 'Cause that's perfect to me Sometimes I wake up late and don't even brush my teeth, uh Just wanna stuff my face with leftover mac and cheese You know I get depressed, are you impressed with my honesty? So I wear what I wanna 'cause I'm cool with what's underneath, hm I wanna kiss someone that I'll never see again I wanna go somewhere and go there with all my friends I wanna take my family to go and see Eminem 'Cause my sister's been in love with him since like we were ten Don't feel like putting makeup on my cheeks Do what I wanna Love every single part of my body Top to the bottom I'm not a supermodel from a magazine I'm okay with not being perfect 'Cause that's perfect to me 'Cause that's perfect to me, (na na, mhmm, na) 'Cause that's perfect to me (na na na) Uh, that's perfect to me (na na na) Haha, yeah, 'cause that's perfect to me
Name:Raphael
Past county:Rome
Looks:
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His Morden clothes:
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Likes:Maddie,Training (No body is going to take his princess!),hanging out with Maddie,peaceful places,garden,cooking with Maddie,quite places.
Fear:Thantophobia:(n.) the phobia of losing someone you love
His theme song:
the lyrics: Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh I was left to my own devices Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh, oh, where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Grey clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like you've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? If you close your eyes Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh Eh-eh-oh, eh-oh
