Mrs-CarlGrimes

“You’re alive.” The two gasped out in union. A scream erupted over the storm clouds and Deidre pulled away quickly, just to have herself pulled back by her arched elbows. “Where are you going? What’s going on?” Carl asked briefly. The girlish screams were coming rapidly now and Deidre wriggled and twisted trying to get out of Carl’s grip. “Deidre, stop!” Carl snapped louder. “Let me go!” She panted, jerking away and breaking from Carl’s grasp. Deidre jetted forward again, only to be pulled back a second time by her backpack. “Deidre, stop! You’re going to

 The Cup Song Lyrics  Pitch Perfect I got my ticket for the long way route, Two bottle whiskey for the way, And I sure would like some sweet company, And I'm leavin' tomorrow, what do ya say? When I'm gone, when I'm gone, You're gonna miss me when I'm gone, You're gonna miss me by my hair, You're gonna miss me everywhere, Oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone. I got my ticket for the long way route, The one with the prettiest of views, It's got mountains, It's got rivers, It's got sights to give you shivers, But it sure would be prettier with you When I'm gone, when I'm gone, You're gonna miss me when I'm gone, You're gonna miss me by

OC PROFILE: •         Name: Deidre Gracie Thatcher •         Nicknames: Deedee, Loveie, Dee •         Age: 15 •         D.O.B: Feb 19 •         Place of Birth: King County, Georgia •         Zodiac: Pisces •         Ethnicity: Caucasian Residence: Was with her own group but separated and bumped into one of her best friends, Carl Grimes (in my fanfic 15) Occupation: School student Education: High school level, Freshman/Sophomore APPEARANCE Hair: Curly, dark brown, mid back length (going to be cut up to chin later in fanfic) Eyes: Hazel Skin: Light tan Body type: She’s lanky, very leggy, she has