all romantics meet the same fate someday

I have nothing to say.

A bartender sang "Layla" to me tonight.

I found old notes. One was from Shannon and Lauren to me. Lauren wrote, "Kurt Cobain was a sexy beast." That is all.

I also found shirts I wish didn't exist. RAWR.

[insert random thing about dead things]

Oct. 16th, 2006

Rulers make bad lovers. You'd better put your kingdom up for sale.

mood: cold

music: gold dust woman :: fleetwood mac

"You know what, Courtney? I don't really know what 'Gold Dust Woman' is about. I know there was cocaine there and that I fancied it gold dust, somehow. I'm going to have to go back to my journals and see if I can pull something out about 'Gold Dust Woman.' Because I don't really know. It's weird that I'm not quite sure. It can't be all about cocaine."
--Stevie Nicks (to Courtney Love) in an interview from '97.

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Apr. 5th, 2006

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she'll come back as fire to burn all the liars
and leave a blanket of ash on the ground

You're never going to get any older. I am. I get older every day. You lived too many lives at once. I wish I could be old enough to truly miss you. But I'm never going to ask you why.

Feb. 22nd, 2006

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from my eyes flows glacier water
from my soul: sick obscenities
i died eating french fries in the restaurant
on the corner where you broke my heart
i cried 'cause i bit my tongue knowing
truth would wash over you like a rash

Happy Birthday to Christy&Me!!!

♥~ a very meevish L1

Feb. 4th, 2006

Just so you know...

mood: amused

music: easy/lucky/free :: bright eyes

For random musings, pictures, poems and what-have-you...

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Jan. 1st, 2006

due to complications in my brain, from here on out this journal is...

Comment to be added and such.
♥ ~ Lauren

P.S. I'm not doing any friendslist editing. If you're there, now, you're going to remain there. So if you're already my friend, don't bother commenting.

P.P.S. this banner was made by

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Dec. 31st, 2005

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mood: good

music: 20 going on... :: tsunami bomb

I feel quite exhausted. I need a shower. And I need more sleep. Especially if I want to stay up late to get my obligatory glass of champagne. I wish I could have more than that. I'm craving it. I'm thinking of making this journal Friends Only from here on out. It's getting pretty annoying having to screen this and make sure I FO some posts, and don't do others. *sigh*... I don't know. Well... we'll know what I decide eventually.

I want to see you use your capabilities
build me an ocean and destroy it with your heart

Dec. 30th, 2005

freedom's on my list today and i'm feeling pissed

mood: cheerful

music: you suck :: the murmurs

I agree with

shesatiger. People really are weird.

I love this song, okay? Everyone should.

So today I discovered that I can be a really big snob. I'm not exactly ashamed or guilty or anything. I like being a snob. It makes me feel real.

I am not making any New Year's resolutions this year. They never work for me. I will be drinking, and enjoying, some champagne tomorrow. For the first year I am actually looking forward to being force-fed champagne. I love myself today.

I can be such a feminist.

I'm out.

but right now, there's dust on my guitar, you fuck
and it's all your fault - you paralyzed my mind,
and for that - you suck

Dec. 29th, 2005

We broke our mirrors.

mood: mellow

music: lithium :: nirvana

This is my element.

Nirvana, good coffee, plenty of time to write.

This is therapy.

I feel much better.

A gutter-bride.

35 at 17.

But I'm not crazy.

Dec. 27th, 2005

half underwater

mood: restless

music: half-jack :: dresden dolls

Suddenly, I don't feel like myself.

Oh Sylvia.

I feel rather unhinged.

What a sorry self I have become.

Give me rose petals any day.

My room needs cleaning.

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Dec. 24th, 2005

forget this cold bohemian hell

mood: anxious

music: santa fe :: rent

Christmas bells are ringing...

Anyway, my parents are off playing Santa to someone else's children. It's kind of sweet of them.

I hope everyone is having a Merry Christmas. I'm just existing with my RENT soundtrack.

♥

Dec. 23rd, 2005

"My boyfriend listens to Rasputina." Whatever.

mood: dead

music: gingerbread coffin :: rasputina

I am quite sick, now. I had a fever last night. Which explains my rapid-occuring, horribly volatile mood swings. Alas, there is laundry to be done, and bathrooms to scrub. Because we're going to have company tomorrow night. Which means I may not be around here for a couple of days. That will be weird. I'm so used to this.

And now I have to finish this entry later.

I'll edit lots today, I think.

EDIT 2:28PM: All My Children is a fascinating show. And laundry is excruciatingly boring.

EDIT 12:12AM: OHEMGEE! Guess who totally got her full license two.months.early!!!!!!! Yeah, that's right, me. For being a good girl. ♥ I'm so happy and proud of myself and stuff.

Dec. 22nd, 2005

I am much too lazy to change...

mood: happy

music: that's life :: bif naked

...I'm rather conditioned to my life of melodrama

I have not felt this good in awhile. I'm doing that thing again where everything is new to me. It's like... like a computer. When you hit the Refresh button so that something different is seen on the page. That's what it feels like. Like... occasionally I get bored with what I see on the page, so I have to hit the Refresh button.

And today... is a refreshed day. Quite pretty. I was just outside. And I have got lovely beautiful music playing that's so... inspiring.

And... right now I just... I love you all and I wanted to tell you that.

Peaces.

xoxox
~lauren

Dec. 20th, 2005

9:30 and I'm hearing the words... "to S&M... LA VIE BOHEME." But not in the theater.

mood: bored

music: la vie boheme :: rent

Why did I get myself locked in the house this week? Cleaning sucks.

Next week better be awesome, or I'll shoot something in the face, like whoa.

Everyone better want to go see RENT with me, or I'll shoot you all in the face, like whoa.

[[/endrant]]

Ohhhh SPACE GHOST~

Why do the Ramones SUCK SO MUCH LIKEWHOA?

EDIT 12:57 PM: Tad Ghostal. Katy Did.

Zorak eats anything.

Dec. 19th, 2005

(no subject)

mood: drained

music: something in the way :: nirvana

His eyes were too blue.

They make me shiver.

And I'm feeling like a junkie.

Someone shoot me.

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