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Name: Lauren
Birthday: 9/1/1988
Gender: Female


Interests: My interests include music, movies, hanging out with my friends, being on my computer, etc.
Expertise: Being crazy and short.
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Monday, August 28, 2006

HAPPY DAYS!


Thursday, August 03, 2006

OMG I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF ALL THIS SHIT! Why does everything happen what the fuck makes everything fall apart? One little thing makes everyone all pissy and messes up other things. WHY FUCK DO PEOPLE GET SO MAD ABOUT SHIT. WHY CAN"T EVERYTHING BE OK, HUNKY DOORY? WHY THE FUCK DOES ALL THIS SHIT HAPPEN? I DONT WANT TO LOOSE ANY BODY AND I HATE SPEAKING MY MIND, BUT I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. FUCK ALL THIS I JUST WANT ALL THIS TO FADE AND GO AWAY. I just want to leave


sorry


Friday, July 28, 2006

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast
Is taking me home
I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.

I'm reading your note over again
And there's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it
I will love you always and forever

I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you're pretending.

I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets
and I am alone
In my defeat I wish I knew you were safely at home

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast is taking me home.

We saw the western coast
I saw the hospital
Nursed the shoreline like a wound
Reports of lover's tryst
Were neither clear nor descript
We kept it safe and slow
The quiet things that no one ever knows

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop down
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

Well as for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder
How you're making out
but as for me, I wish that I was anywhere, with anyone
Making out.

I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you're pretending.

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast is taking me home.


and iiii....

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop down
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop down
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals

(Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.)

So keep the blood in your head
And keep your feet on the ground
Today's the day it gets tired
Today's the day we drop down
Gave up my body and bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lower cases and capitals


Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Hair cut



Friday, July 14, 2006

I AM UPDATING!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!! I am going to cut off my hair, something like the Russian/Italian chick from Hostel ( http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y55/notthecause/hair.jpg). Yeah.... I don't know what else to put so I am gonna not put anything else... Hope you have enjoyed this post!



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"I love you but, I hate you, which brings to mind, how much I love you. We could have worked this out you know, in a little room, in a little locked room. I'm sorry you had to settle for Dave, the one-dimensional man. He's filed under "****sucker" in my little black book. Sweetness can rot your teeth. Bittersweet, cacophony. But you hold the key, you hold the key, to my little locked room. You hold the key, you hold the key, to my little locked whoa-ooh-oh-oh. Please let...me...out soon. I love you."--Ethan (Jason Schwartzman)~Slackers