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a wind kid...

let's call it what we want to...
little things

ride the scary-go-round

she WOULD write poetry, wouldn't she?

don't you try to call the cops

about a girl

go, go, go...

a trigger can be anything...

sweetheart, let me tell you right from the start that there won't be anything here that will interest those who wish to be entertained, unless you're one of those people who enjoy hearing about other people's personal lives.

this is about lauren, so things could get messy...

you ever feel like you have so much shit inside that it's nearly impossible to sort through? ever feel like maybe yelling at yourself isn't always the healthiest way to deal with life? ever, maybe just once, feel like there were more than one of you? a split personality, maybe?

well, i think the best way to handle all the little laurens, is too scoop them up and discharge them by way of self-expression. websites, guitar, poetry, stories, anything....it's a way to "deal", you know? and i accept the fact that i'm simply a melodramatic teenager who acts so typical it's amusing, but...who cares? at least then there's the reassurance that you are indeed just full of shit, and you'll grow out of it, eventually.


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