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Name: Lauren Elizabeth Country: United States State: Oklahoma Metro: Stillwater Birthday: 12/27/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: My Lord and Savior, WRITING, MUSIC, GOING TO SHOWS, SINGING, guitar, piano, reading, ink, piercings, haircolor, family, friends, giving advice, thinking too much, sleeping, romance, films, chucks, pets, computer, cell, taking pictures, kissing, hugging, holding hands, driving, mellowing out, swimming, sports, meeting new people, doodling, dreaming, deep conversations, text messages, strawberry poptarts, lucky charms, working out, chapstick, pink, cowboys, softball, mysterious people, politics, changing my haircolor, changing my mind, thrift store shopping, alone time, together time, eyes, teeth, roses, tiger lillies, nutty bars, coffee, starbucks, journals, poetry. Expertise: I'm pretty good at pissing away time online, thinking too much, doodling, and dreaming while awake. I'm also into worrying and procrastinating. Occupation: Student Industry: Art
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Member Since:
1/25/2004
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| "I had seven faces. 'Thought I knew which one to wear.
I'm sick of spending these lonely nights training myself not to care..."
I'm tired.
I'm tired, baby.
Let's run away...
What's that saying?
"Why do I keep hitting myself in the head with a hammer?
...because it feels so good when I stop." | | |
| "The world would be more sensible and safer if we all handled ourselves like this 21-yr. old I know." -him
"The world would be chaotic--and a little jaded. Secretly overwhelmed, wallowing in self-doubt, and (almost) happy (sometimes). The world would revel in things that never make sense and aren't necessarily supposed to." -her | | |
| Life?
shit, dog.
I never knew. I never knew that everything was falling through, That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue To turn and run when all I needed was the truth. But that's how it's got to be. It's coming down to nothing more than apathy. I'd rather run the other way than stay and see The smoke and who's still standing when it clears... | | |
| "Take our hands outta control..."
[This line has a spiritual quality for me.]
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| Work work work.
work.
work work.
...if you type that word enough, it starts to look like it's spelled incorrectly. Maybe that means I should stop slaving my life away or at least re-read the Communist Manifesto. | | |
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