DANIELS, keavy naima

[Keavy Naima Daniels]

hello, my name is Keavy Naima Daniels.


» the face b e h i n d the mask «

player name » ceri.
contact information » pm.
experience » a while =]

» the s t a r of the show «

full name » keavy naima daniels (pron. kee-vee ny-ee-ma)
nicknames » k, keav, vee, kv, naima, ny, k-ny, daniels.
age & birthday » 17 & october 18th
school year » junior
canon or original? » original


» lets talk about y o u «

likes »
"new york.
red.
strawberries.
my mom.
cocunuts. =]
getting pissed.
taking drugs.
apples.
fat fried fat aka mcdonalds.
games consoles.
playing poker.
getting my hair done.
having money.
my sidekick.
my girlfriend. duh.
colourful shoes.
hot chocolate.
pasta.
doodling.
saying random things.
my name.
pillow fights.
kisses and cuddles.
teddy bears.
dislikes »
being sober.
lazing around.
having nothing to do.
stereotypes.
wearing jeans.
the internet. stresses me out.
cooking.
cleaning.
the smell of petrol.
people smarting off on me.
bitches.
oreo's.
peanut butter.
coffee.
nerds. unless they do my homework. =]
watching tv. its kinda lame.
trampolines.
green.
grass.
spiders. ew"
habits »
"biting my fingernails.
trusting people way to readily.
laughing like a nerd. mostly at things that really aren't that funny."
fears »
"spiders mainly.
ending up as a single mom.
my mom or brother dying.
breaking up with mercedes.
goals »
"to make something of my life.
learn to play an instrument.
to always have money."

overall personality » "I guess it's kinda hard for me to fully explain the type of person that I am, simply because I'm still trying to find out for myself. My personality's sorta complicated; or maybe other people just make it that way. In the past month or so I've been told that I don't have one and that it's a little too strong for people to handle. But whatever. If you were to actually ask me yourself, I'd tell you that I don't give a shit what other people think anyway, which is true. Take me as I am, and if you don't like it then there's nothing making you stick around, is there? I don't see a rope tying our ankles together, do you? No. So yeah, you get my point. When I was in my freshman year, I was the kid who strove to be popular. I wanted to be cool, and glamorous, and lovd by the rest of the school. But you grow up. I know I did. When you get to a certain age, you realise that you don't have to be better than everyone else. I suppose that's another part of my oh-so-great personality. My friends mean more to me than anything in the world, but I don't take that to mean I can;t be nice and help out other people every once in a while. After all, a stranger is a friend you haven't met yet, right? That's the way I see it. I know I've been called a pushover, and whatever else goes with that, but I can;t help it if I genuinly am a nice person. Ouch, that sounded big-headed, did it not? Well believe me when I say that's one thing i'm not.

On the love side of things, I think I can safely say that I'm pretty much sorted for life. However, I can be flirtacious, and if I wasn't taken I would probably get of with atleast a couple of guys a week. I'm not a fussy girl either. Don't get me wrong, I have my standards, but they're neither too high nor too low. A happy medium. Guys confuse me anyway. Maybe that's why I decided to start swinging both way. If you don't know what that is, I'll put it blantantly for you ; i'm bisexual. Yeah thats right. I fuck guys and girls. I've come to terms with people having a problem with the fact, but I really don't understand why. Once again, it's really none of their business, but will they keep out of it? No! Grrr. Way to piss Keavy off! People should really keep their noses way, way out of other peoples business. Ask me no questions and i'll tell you no lies. Tell me your secrets and I'll carry them to the grave. I don't tell other peoples secrets. I'll sand there banging my head against a wall because I'm so desperate to tell, but you'll never hear the words come out of my lips. What? There's a loop-hole to that? Okay, so I WILL write it down on paper and give it to someone else, but we don't let people know that now do we. I like to think that people see me as trustworthy, or people really wouldn't want to get to know me at all. Who want's to be friends with a liar? Liars lie, and that's not good. Apart from tiny little white-lies, which I'm afraid to admit I tell all the time. Nothing major though, and nothing that could ever get me into trouble.

The biggest downside to my is that it takes a ridiculously short time for me to trust someone. It doesn't take a lot to get into my good books. I tend not to judge people, though like every other human being, sometimes I do. If your nice to me, then I'll trust you; it's as simple as that. Obviously that means I often get betrayed and hurt, yet I never seem to learn my lesson. In fact, it would probably be better if everyone that was planning on taking the piss out of me would just stab me in the back with a kitchen knife the very first time I meet them. Safe the drawn out agony that pisses me off otherwise. Atleast if you lose my trust, there's no way you'll be getting it back any time soon, if ever. I'll just hunt you down for doing such a horrible thing to me. Either that or I'll get my brother to kill you. I'm fine with either, and i'm sure he is too. I always try to get other people to fix my problems, simply because I can hardly ever solve them myself. The one thing I do hate is two-faced bitches. Why slag people off behind their backs when you can just go up to them and tell them yourself. And the WORST part is when you tell me you hate them, and then you lick their fucking arses when they're around! Jesus christ! You must have some serious mental problems or some shit, because that's pretty damn fucked up!"

» its a p r e t t y painting «

Lizz Mohin

height » "not so tall. five foot two"
weight » "uh, i'm not really sure. around a hundred and twenty?"
piercings & tattoos » "my ears, and my top ear. thats it. oh, and a tattoo of a star on the back of my neck."
clothing style » "what the fuck? i wear what i please bitches..."
anything else? » "nope."

overall appearance » "I'm totally hot. There's no one around that's even a patch on me! Okay, so I'm totally joking, but I don't pretend to be someone who totally hates myself either. I'm happy with the way I look. When I was younger my mom had some kind of obsession with me having really short hair, and it was probably because of that that I always wanted long hair. Okay so right now its not -that- long, but I love it none the less, and the fact that it's jet black is even better. Dark hair rocks bitches! Yeah! It's naturally annoying. By that I mean it's not curly, but it isn't straight either. I always have to use some kind of shit on it to make it look even a little presentable. Either that or just put it up in a bun. My eyes are are practically as dark as my eyes. Dark brown, but practically the same colour as my pupils. I tend to wear little makeup when it comes to anything other than eyeliner. That's used to extremes. I don't really feel the need to cover up my skin with stuff that will make me get spots. The only other thing I use is mascara, and maybe a little eyeshadow. But that's not over-excessively so.

My facial features are pretty average. I don't see anything special about them. I've been told my lips are quite big, but I've taken that to be a kind of compliment. Sometimes my cheeks can get a little rosy, but there's nothing to stop that from happening. If you find something then let me know! I'd be very happy to hear of it. The rest of my body? Well I guess that's pretty average too. I'm probably a bit skinnier than's healthy but there's not much I can do about that to be truthful. 'A few more cooked dinners' as my mom likes to tell me. I could eat constantly for a week and only put on a few pounds. That's just how I am. I usually wear clothes that cover up my skin anyway. Jeans and t-shirts are my calling. Sometimes I'll wear a skirt, but thats really not so often.


» sets you off on a r o l l e r c o a s t e r «

sexuality » "bi-sexual babey!"
previous relationship[s] » "oh i've had my fair share of both the guys and the ladies. nothing too serious though."
current status » "taken bitches"
current relationship[s] » "the one and only mercedes moore."

» what makes you y o u «

hometown » "born and raised in atlanta, goergia"
parents » "my mom's name is shanti coleman, thirty seven, born in new york city. my dad is lloyd daniels, forty two, know lives in the uk. but i don't care much about him. i just live with my mom and her boyfriend peter"
siblings » "a brother. jaylen, 22. i think he's a builder of some sort, but i'm not totally sure."
other important family members » "uh, nuh"
financial status » "kinda poor i guess. it's just me and my mom, so we don't do so good."

personal history » "I was born right here in atlanta. Sounds glamerous, eh? Well it really wasn't. When I was born my dad had already up and left us. All throughout my childhood it was just me and my brother. My mom struggles to get work, and even when she had work she struggled to get the money to get things for both of us. She always told me it was a pity she hadn't had another boy, so that then we could have atleast shared clothes and stuff. But no matter how young or old I was, I always understood that it was hard work for her, and so I never complained about the second hand clothes when all of my friends were wearing designer. It never really bothered me. Nor did the fact that I had never met my dad. You can't miss something you never had, right?

Middle school was hard work for me. I got jeered at for being the one who wasn't as smart and as pretty as everyone else. I wanted to be populat so badly. I think it was then that I started wanting to see my dad. My mom had always told me that he had a lot more money than she did. I wanted him money, but not his love. I know I was selfish, but I was obssessed with being the best. I wanted everyone to love me. I wanted all the guys to fancy me. I look back now and I can see how stupid I was, but it was a childish obsession that I got over pretty quickly. When I finally ot in touch with my dad, he told met that he wasn't interested. Just blew me off as if I was nothing but a very old friend.

Hitting high school was when my life got a little better. I got good grades, and straight away I knew that I didn't need to make a big effort to maintain them. I lost the need to be popular when I realised that people like that weren't loved; they were hated. The student body hated them with a vengeance. I didn't want to be like that. I wanted to be the opposite. I guess I kind of lost myself, and didn't really know who or what I wanted to be. It was then that I met Mercedes. She was a light for me, and was my best friends within weeks. That was how it started. When I learned she was bisexual, I wanted something more from her than just a friendship, and we got together. It was a breakthrough. She was the key to me finding myself, and up until this day I'm happy, simply because I'm with her.

» just giving us d e t a i l «

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[Kingston Parker Reaz]

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