i used to have SUUUPER DUUUUPER cool pictures here,
but now i don't.
so like, anyways.
My name's Lulu and Amanda (insert last name here) is my life ♥
yeaaahhh, that's about it.
get to know me?
(I kept this picture because he's rather attractive)
What if you were granted the chance to decide between whether or not your voice was acknowledged or even heard, between whether or not you would stick out from the crowd, or be lost in the vast sea of about seven billion people? What if those seven billion people, or at least a percentage would become aware of who you really are, what you wanna become, how you pick up the drum, how you feel in its rhythm, it's letting your mind run. Try some, take a small piece, the feeling starts at your feet, you feel engulfed in the beat, appealing awesome to me, even though i'll be risking a whole lot I know not to be afraid of difference. The people are gonna listen. I'd come into existence the second a sound gets in your head, move up and down. Music surrounds like fluid you won't drown, you're new and it's fun now, this feeling is profound, lyrics just go out, you speak and you flow about things you know about. You're now a little loud, your voice isn't subliminal, you're sticking out the crowd, you're an individual, you're thinking the pinnacle's visible. You turn the page, reality is fleeting, you just discovered the beat, but now you're sitting here and reading and it's like the page is meeting your eyes, it's now feeding your mind. Plants a seed in your spine and now you grow a brain. The next line you read says that they now know your name. A little buzz makes you want to get to know the fame, makes you want to live the life, but not to know the pain, but what you don't know is life will never be the same. Damn, this book is so insightful, you wanna recommend it, now you're looking for a title. You flip over the cover and your eyes start rushing. You look a little closer hoping to find something, maybe a picture, but you don't find nothing, it says this is the introduction.
p.s. sorry for the late reply
Anyway yeah, he's been really sick and had surgery yesterday.
He's recovering very slowly, too slowly according to the doctor.
except for my special ones of course ♥
"The trick to life is finding something to be happy about." (i love my cousin when he's high)
Amanda, Taylor, Michelle, Caroline, and Tina are my cool cat buddies. I love them a lot
& I LIKE URR GLASSESSS
Alright, BYE!!! :P
lax bros... for life.. & DEATH < 333
Hey best friend. Omg. I don't know where to start. K how about from da beginning. You commented me. Talking about my genius-ness. you saw me talking abut it on someone elses profile. We started talking. We share the same weirdness. Like, we're twins. Everything. Except you got all the pretty genes, and I got the smart ones, LOLOOOLOLOLOLOL JK. You're smart. I knah you are. I can tell you everything. I saw those early comments about ty. I trusted you from day one ya see? And to think me and him are in love now. I got you with the love of your life. Welcome. I really love you.........a lot. you're hot. implied.... We're lesbians. It's sweet. I should stop talking about it before I get too explicit. ;). You've drunk texted me, I've drunk called you. Our boyfriends are inlove.JUST SO MUCH . Okay. So, you're an insomniac like me, ahdh like me, a freak like me, mac chick like me, braces like me, and just loving. You're the funniest, prettiest, friendliest, nicest, most caring, freakish, creep I've ever met and I love it. You hate when I rap,..,. but you said you love it and want me to do it more, so here we go. "as the cold wind blows"
You can get da dick, just call the ball sack I'm nuts Micheal Vix in this . Fall back mutts. your worms you've never seen such a sick puppy. it a sick duck, I'm on my duck sick mommy. And my nuts; lick, gobble 'em up trickkk yummy. you dont think that I know that you suck dick dummy? You'll get your butt kicked, all that love honey. Yeah I laugh when I call you a sluuuuut, it's funny!! Shortyyyy dance while I diss you to the beat, the words. You don't listen to 'em anyway, yeah struck a nerve sucker, mooa might aswell let my lips pucker like elton john cause I'm just a mean sucker
This is on, cause you wen't and me off now I'm sitting and on everbody give a if it's right or wrong so buck the buddah,light a bong ;). But take a look at mariah the next time I inspire you to write a song, Commmmmooooonnnn. Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh, I'm as cold as the cold wind blows when it snows and it's twenty below. Yesh dat was muh rap. I just felt cold so it was the first one that came to my mind. I'm gonna read romeo and julietee............................. I love you lovah, byeee