Mission: Save The Gore...
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Última publicación lun, nov 9, 2015
Moved to London, got my hair cut, and also started to further my studies but everywhere i went people confused me for a boy maybe it was the lack of make up i lustered to have on my face or my tall yet thin stature but in all the wild a boy band was in the midst of getting a new recruit.
The names Julia (soon changed to Julien) I'm 19, i have a head full of dumb riddles but my hobby is singing. I can sing till my face turns purple, my favorite band, The Gore, was looking for a new member. If only i knew their first stop was in London i would have ran faster than a train conductor pulling the whistle. Whilst pursuing my studies I'm staying with my friend Chester for a brief period. He is amazing as is but letting me stay with him has been the smartest thing we've planned out. Luckily we stay a few blocks from the auditions so i can be able to watch if i have spare time on my hands.
"To be or not to be is the question why." - Shakespeare
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