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May 5th, 2006

05:43 pm: hey guess what!

idk. haha today was gay as usual.

i like this one guy. the end :)

May 3rd, 2006

08:32 pm: soo
highschool is gay :)

but thats okay right?

because eventually we will all be out there alone.

May 2nd, 2006

06:23 pm: been to long
hello livejournal :)

July 24th, 2005

04:06 pm: touch

She fixes her lips they always look perfect. The way her eyes shine in the mirror as she thinks of what will happen. Never a smudge line, never too much. The taste of strawberries attached to her lips. This will never go away, I hope it never goes away. She's thinking of me. Wondering what I'll wear, wondering what I'll say, wondering...always wondering. She looks so devilish in the red skirt, but so beautiful in the darkness of the color blue. The sun will always cascade in her hair, even at midnight. The moon sits with the stars, awaiting the event like 11 yrs old children awaiting a new toy. This design was created and constructed so long ago. Frozen in time, waiting for the most. The lights are out in her room, and she's just staring off in the mirror. Predicting his moves, his speech, his eyes...

A decade of broken hearts, and a dozen breaking hearts wait patiently and eager. The violin in the background sets the perfect tone for the night. She walks outside of her room, toward the stairs, trying to calm her exhales. Her heart is on fire with a nervous kerosene. She can't get what could happen out of her head. She doesn't want anything to go wrong. She's too deep to leave. She doesn't want to leave. She's fallen off of a skyscraper...and she doesn't know what's below. A decade of breaking hearts doesn't equal a dozen broken hearts in her mind, and she doesn't want to add another one to the list. She's always left herself vulnerable to "what could be" and she always looses a little of herself after. She can't stop her heart from beating this fast, she doesn't want to. She's heading for the door, praying to The Higher for nothing bad to happen, she'll do anything for this one to be hers...the be her one.

He's fashionably early, and his tongue is tied into a million and one knots. His heart is beating to fast for his lungs to give air. He takes a deep one....he needs it. Wearing a blue shirt, with black pants he looks down the street. The forest is breaking his view of the moon. He can taste the strawberries on his lips. He closes his eyes for a mere second, and everything goes away. His life, his design, his dedication, himself. His breathing has stopped, so has he. He tries to remember what he was told. "Just be a gentleman, and always remember to breathe." He opens his eyes back to the world of patience. He's wearing his blue shirt, with his black pants. "I hope she likes it....I hope she likes me..."

He never ever played with fire, but he always got burned. A million and one heartbreaks equal nothing to being shot down blindly. He's starting to panic. He's hoping that he'll fall into arms, not into shards. He doesn't have any guesses of what she'll wear, what she'll be like, what she'll say. People tend to differ in the day and in the night. He sees headlights, but they aren't hers, is she driving? He sits down and sings his favorite tune just to hear a resonance of the exact same note. Looking up with a smile on his face, and a tear in his eye. True love makes its away across the stage and the audience becomes personified in the elegance and eloquence of the chance and change of hope. Moon above, the sun asleep, the wind blowing softly, and the rain coming.

The trees sway left to right in a way of calling attention. The moon hovers in such a ghostly manner, and the wind is directly below it, helping her up. The grass is wet with midnight dew, and the grass is green with midnight words. A perfect sky, a perfect night. A wasteful day turned into a perfect moment. Romance is born over and over again, and the thoughts are gone. Smiles are drawn in the sand meeting the fields of silence. The sea roars quietly, and their words are honestly broken. Nothing but silence and wind.

They hold each other in such happiness. The most identical feeling and emotion surging through their hands and into their arteries, directed for the heart. Their eyes open and close in electric shocks and silent breathes. "Remember to breathe. Just be a gentleman, and remember to breathe, and everything will be okay." The butterflies have departed from their stomachs and their walking toward the shore. The rain drops fall softly and slowly, like little diamonds of frailness and fragility, entering the ocean and entering their hearts. "I love you" "I love you" The stepped towards the ocean and continued walking. "I love you" "I love you."

The sea roared silence. The words are no more. The broken feeling they had in their stomaches are gone. The butterflies died in their hearts. The moon smiled and fell asleep right next to the sun. "Remember to breathe, just be a gentleman, and Remember to Breathe, and everything will be Okay."

I love the first part................

Current Mood: indescribableindescribable
Current Music: Chop Suey-SOAD

July 12th, 2005

03:32 pm: I LOVE THIS!!!
I love this dearly you have to read it..... its like the perfect guy...

He'll give me his favorite sweatshirt. (especially after he put his cologne on it)

He'll stay home with me and watch Disney movies.

And the only person he would ever watch it with would be me.

He'll call me at 3 AM and ask me what I'm doing.

He'll tell me he couldn't fall asleep because he was thinking about me, and he needed to hear my voice.

And he always whispers something sweet in my ear.

He'll take me to a concert to see his favorite band.

And he won't get embarrassed to tell me he loves me in front of his friends.

When I cry he'll tell me I'm too beautiful to and he'll kiss every tear.

He'll always make me feel better because he knows the perfect things to say to me.

All of his friends will know we're in love because he'll talk about me to them.

He'll stay up with me all night when I'm sick.

When we're walking together he'll stop and pick up a flower and put it behind my ear.

He'll love everything about me and tell me that I'm perfect.

We always end up laughing about silly fights.

We won't get mad for making fun of each other because we crack up at every bit of it.

Even if we're a million years old, butterflies will still go crazy inside of me...every time he kisses me.

He'll tell me he'd die without me.

He'll surprise me by bringing me over my favorite food when I'm having a bad day.

He would think I was beautiful if I dressed so crappy it was classy.

When we go out for ice cream, he'll put some on my nose?then I'll put some all over his face. And we just never stop laughing.

He wouldn?t be scared to cry in front of me-- and would hold me when I cry...

He'll introduce me to his friends as the coolest girl he?s ever met.

We would have contests of how far we could spit our gum, or how far we could jump off a swing.

He would grab my waist and kiss my neck.

And we'd always take pictures in photo booths.

He'll let me go places with his mom.

We would play tag and not care whose watching.

We?d kiss in the rain.

And when I hear him speak, I'll fall in love all over again.

I want a boy who can argue over stupid things with me, and than go totally soft when I got sad and apologize.

I want someone who would lay with me outside under the stars.

Someone who will squirt me with water guns in the house.

When we kissed our hips would be pressed together.

I want someone to be there no matter what ... always and forever.

I'll be his everything.

And he'll be even more to me.

He will love me for always.

Current Mood: indescribableindescribable
Current Music: Porclein-Red Hot Chilly Peppers

July 8th, 2005

11:25 am: yea...
Went Shopping....it was okay....Ill say no more......

Current Mood: happyhappy
Current Music: The Verve Pipe- The Freshmen

July 6th, 2005

03:41 pm: So i havent updated in like 3 days or something like that..... Nothing has really happened i really do have a boring life once i think about it. Usually i wake up go to the fridge eat something get on the computer maybe clean if i want money and then i wander around watch tv, eat somemore, get back online and see if someone wants to hangout, how sad is this. SOmewhere in there i usually take a shower so it could be worse i suppose.

I really want some new cds. Dont get me wrong i love the music i have right now..... But i would like somemore.
I also really want a boyfriend.... not for the emotional things........... Just company...........
I want some food cause i havent eaten yet...........
I want to start waking up earlier.......... today i woke up at 3:15 thats pretty sad..........
I want to hang with a bunch of people

I suppose these will be my goals for the next month....and to lose some weight................

Well i suppose i am boring you all with what i want so i shall stop and leave to go get food!Lauren

Current Mood: weirdi hafta pee!
Current Music: i really gots to pee

July 3rd, 2005

03:29 am: yea
I deleted my last entry i dont know what i was thinking but i am really sorry if i hurt anyones feelings i dont know what i was thinking im super sorry for offending anyone.

July 1st, 2005

11:34 am: Okay
So about people not believing me about the bible thing umm here is proof that back then you could sale your daughter
Exodus 21:7-11
7. "If a man sells his daughter as a female slave, she is not to go free as the male slaves do.
8. "If she is displeasing in the eyes of her master who designated her for himself, then he shall let her be redeemed. He does not have authority to sell her to a foreign people because of his unfairness to her.
9. "If he designates her for his son [Note: "his son" means that the master is either her father's age or even much older!], he shall deal with her according to the custom of daughters.
10. "If he takes to himself another woman, he may not reduce her food, her clothing, or her conjugal rights.
11. "If he will not do these three things for her, then she shall go out for nothing, without payment of money.

Ohh an whoever commented about me being wrong here is your fucking proof you dumbass ohh and obviously i know more about the bible then you so fuck off!

Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated

June 29th, 2005

08:16 pm: Im going to sheldons YAY!

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