[07|22|05] [ mood | amused ] [ music | Rum is for drinking not burning -Senses Fail ] Sorry I haven't updated I have NO CLUE what I've been doing. I got a myspace yesterday so I haven't done much with it. 1 hour till Liz's Birthday even though she is in Arizona now. LOVE YOU LIZ! Anyway I'll probably update later tonight! Love you guys REN This captain goes down with the ship All hands on deck, stand hip-to-hip I shout the orders, "Shoot to kill!" I'm dressed to thrill, I'm dressed to thrill. And all my enemies, I want their eyes to see, Their captain walk the plank Destroy them, rank by rank. Sail with me into the setting sun The battle has been won, but war has just begun And as we grow, emotion starts to die, We need to find a way, just to keep our desire alive. Now set the sail to quarter mast, We'll jump the ship, we'll sink 'em fast. Men follow me to victory, Red as the sea, Red as the sea. And to the cannons roar, Their bodies dance ashore, A pirate's life for me, I won't go quietly. Sail with me into the setting sun The battle has been won, but war has just begun And as we grow, emotion starts to die, We need to find a way, just to keep our desires alive. And to my damsel in distress, You've made a mess of your new dress [x2] Sail with me into the setting sun The battle has been won, but war has just begun And as we grow, emotion starts to die, We need to find a way, just to keep our desires alive (I'm dressed to thrill) (I'm dressed to thrill) Just to keep our desires alive (I'm dressed to thrill) (I'm dressed to thrill) -Senses Fail KICK ASS read or post [3]

[07|01|05] Hey I'm back in town. But dont get too excited I'm leaving again on Sunday. Damn life sucks. This year was supposed to be my free summer. Every other year since fourth grade I've had no time. Between camps and musicals and other shit. But no my grand father had to die. and then my sister had to look at colleges. And now my grandmother is having surgery this morning and my other grandmother had a tube in her stomach. And may I say BOTH are having complications. Damn I hate my life it's like some bad WB show. Always something bad going on. Lauren read or post [3]

[06|19|05] [ mood | worthless ] I thought I updated a few hours ago. Oh well. I'm back but only until Monday then I leave again. I'm going to be gone on the 26th sry Liz&Nicole. Shit I'm so fucked up. I wish I would just fucking die. My mom got all pissed off at me today. I started having an anxiety attack and the heat was stressing me out so I started cussing and she was kept saying how my music teaches me these words. WHICH IS INSANE. I know the words. What did i forget them and the music reminded me. You gotta be kidding me. And definitely because as of a few weeks ago whenever I used a shorter version of the words she would say the real ones like it was no big deal. I've heard her cuss before. Once when she was drunk she started cussing out my sister but that was a long time ago. But still. Shit, slit my throat and leave me bleeding on the cold tile floor. I better go. I will save you from my shit filled, stupid, fucked up self. I should just fucking kill myself and relieve the world of the pain in the ass that is myself. Please go on with your life Lauren read or post [4]

[06|07|05] [ mood | scared ] [ music | Cut Up Angels by THE USED ] Hey. my sister and my dad are back... but my dad is leaving again tomorrow afternoon. It's weird hearing him making funeral arrangments over the phone for someone who technically isnt dead yet. I mean his heart is still beating. They may have an extra space (you know for another body) I felt like saying you might wanna save that for me. But even if i had said it my dad wouldnt have heard me. I made comments but no one decided to hear them. I just have to say something is SERIOUSLy wrong with me. I havent slept in 3 days and I'm still not that tired. My eyes burn a little but not bad. The last time I slept was Friday night. I was planning on doing something tonight but then I got depressed and decided against it. Wow I just realized people read this. Damn. Why would anyone want to read this. This may sound bad but I hope I never see any of you again. I dont know why but I have this real bad anxiety for tommarrow. I'm too scared to go through with it. Do you know how much shit can happen each day. Do you? It's impossible to completely understand how unpredictable each day is. This happens every now and then but it hasnt been this bad in a while. I kind of wish someone would kidnap me. Then they can refuse to give me food so then when I get bored I wont eat anything. I did good today until about 2 pm (remember i was up all night) I ate three pieces of orange flavored chicken from panda express. I had done really well too. Tear Tear. I love all of you bye. I really wanna kill myself right now. post [0]

With Love From Your Fucked Up Neighbor [06|06|05] [ mood | sick ] [ music | Thank You For The Venom by My Chemical Romance ] Oh my god. I feel so sick. For the past 3 or so hours I've been back and forth from my couch to the toilet trying to throw up my stomach full of Panda Express(from almost 12 hours ago, Rockstars, and Mountain Dew. It won't come up.Damn. It sucks that the early morning of the last night that I'm alone in this house I've been ill. I'm so ill even after i tried to go to sleep i couldn't which isnt good because i havent slept AT ALL since Friday night. The last two nights I havent slept. I figured If I went to sleep maybe my stomach would feel better when i woke up. But no I lie awake on my couch for 3 hours with my stomach in excruciating pain. And to make it all better my mom is going to be SO pissed off when she tries to call me in a little over an hour and finds no way to reach me considering my cell is dead and the home phone is fucked up. Fuck. Oh well it's not my fault that all the chargers are MIA. Im so upset right now i feel like calling my dad cussing him out and telling him everything I've done so then he and my sister can come home early to cry and yell at me with outrageous anger. In fact It isnt hard to imagine him killing me. I'm not sure I want to die from my father's hand. Oh well what do I care as long as I'm dead. But I really wish he was yelling at me. I want to feel his rage towards me. IT's the way it is supposed to be I really feel right now that I was born to be hated. Life would be so simple if Everyone hated me with the same passion that I hate myself. I want to hire a hit man for myself. That would be interesting. Sound Effects and Overdramatics by THE USED When the shirt came off, it was all in time When a m-m-m-minute turned into a mile And then I broke that grin, and I cut it out And you got all turned on by the taste of your sin When I mention blue, all you thought was color When you mention drugs, all I thought was sober When your pants came off and I turned you over When you mention blue Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while Keep the mask aligned Get it up in time There's a space between valleys and try and catch a vibe Make a circle square, a rectangle curve Use a smile as a noun and I think like a verb Run quick switch sides Spill the filled up canister And the room is shaking Now you're changing places, and I switched my pace, and my breathing races when you mention blue Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! (This is not [x6]) Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while Kill, smile, cut out for me cut it cut it out Smile, cut cut it out for me cut it cut it out We cut it out! Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while Kill! Smile! Cut it out for me this time! (This is not [x6]) Smile, haven't seen him smile in a while Get down and stay awake Smile ___________/\__________________________________________There is no ____/\____/__\_____________/\___________/\_________________sweeter silence ___/__\ _/____\_______/\__/__\_____/\__/__\______/\_____/\______then a flat liner... __/____\/______\_____/__\/____\___/__\/____\__/\/__\_/\/__\_/\/\_/\/\_______________ I hope this time is fixed I had to re do that 3 times it took me about 1/2 hour. This time I refuse to fix it everyone gets the idea Suddenly I have the weirdest urge to draw a tree. I G2G. With Love From Your Fucked Up Neighbor Lauren post [0]

I apologize for the content of this message [06|05|05] [ mood | groggy ] This is cool. I have the house all to myself. Pure Solitude. I love it. My sister and my dad are in Corsicana visiting my grandfather. They will be back tomorrow or on monday. I hope it is Monday. I love this. My mom is at her house. It took so much reasoning with her so that I could stay here alone. She wanted me to stay at her house. But I reasoned with her that she would have to get up earlier to drop me off @ home and the dogs would poop all over her apartment. She's still all freaked out that something bad will happen When in truth it doesnt feel all that much different from EVERY other night when I stay up late with only one single companion my computer. I dont watch TV until I become tired or bored on the internet I saw Saint John's Ward it is this Japanese Horror Flick it was Awesome. I highly suggest it. It's produced by the same producer of Ringu. It was so good. The entire film is weird but that is okay be cause it was so spectacular. Rent it. Or you'll Regret it. That rhymes. Im also happy because I have a Rockstar (energy drink for those poor idiots who don't know) I've been wanting one for weeks. I've even day dreamed about them. I love them so. And I ate some wheat thins today. I LOVE WHEAT THINS! This is really great. I'm in the best mood I've been in since what feels like forever. I mean I'm still not happy. I'm never happy. Hahahaha it makes me laugh internally just imagining my self being genuinely happy. I dont believe it is possible. hehehe believe B-E-L-I-E-V-E I will never forget Marcus for teaching me the I before E except after C. I swear no one ever taught me that before. I would sit in first grade reading class staring at my page of phonics and spelling my mind blank. I'd hear kids around me muttering things like that but I couldnt understand them. I guess their parents taught them or something because no one EVER told me that. Or if they did. I wasnt paying attention. You know I spent like 2 years missing out on spanish lessons for what I thought was reading tutoring. It was really just some preppy private school complaining about not being able to read my hand writing. I thought it was about spelling and reading. When I found out I got into a fight with my tutor and she kicked me out. I was in second grade and I was too embarrased just to go back to Spanish class so I stayed on the playground until the tutor came back and asked If I was sorry. I apologized but was still pissed. Now I'm pissed because I could know spanish but NO. We never even worked on hand writing. I just remember this Letter Chart we usually only worked on spelling but then every now and then we would work on reading. By the end I was doing TAKS packets. I went to a private school I shouldnt have ever had to do that. Wow I'm rambling. Im sure everyone really cares about my reading tutoring experiences. Let them BURN! Well I'll allow myself some dignity by shutting up. Type to you later! Lauren read or post [1]

WARNING Random and Disappointing for Most [06|04|05] This is stupid I know but I was listening to the song You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison by MCR and at the very end there is this laugh that just freeks me out. It sounds like Micheal Jackson. I think it's Gerard. read or post [3]

Sorry [06|03|05] [ mood | numb ] [ music | Ride the Wings of Pestilence by From First To Last ] Sorry it's been so long. I was in Austin and Corsicana for a week. My Grandfather is really bad. The nurse said he is in the state of dying. It's sad but when I saw him i laughed and smiled(i'm really messed up). He almost looked like Addison in his history documentary. Oh and this website is for Andrew I highly highly highly suggest no one else to look at this site. It may disturb you and highly upset you. I'm dead serious when i say do NOT look at this site. http://www.punjabpolice.org/archive/uaugu02/ It's already June. Good. I dont know what to say. My mind is blank. Like a blank sheep. sheep. I like sheep. I want to touch a sheep. I love how sheep is the singular and plural form of the word. hehehehe sheep. My cousin is to attend St. Edward's University in Austin. She is a Goat Hill Topper. But the goat looks like a sheep. It doesnt look like a goat. Well anyway our college got pushed back until my Grandfather passes because we dont want to miss his funeral because we're stuck in Vermont. BURN IN HELL BROOKLYN! sorry if anyone lives in brooklyn I love brooklyn It's just one of those random things that popped into my head again. Deepest apologies GOD BLESS BROOKLYN! anyway I better be goin before i say anything else. TOOTLES! see what I mean I m sorry about that. My mom's home better be a goin. CULater -Lauren post [0]

Snap Shot [05|17|05] [ music | Ohio is for LOVERS ] I just found the best pictures ever. Liz knows what I'm talking about. Before I post some i should talk to her about it first. I'm not a psycho. I just love looking at gore and bloody corpses. They are just so peaceful. I envy them so. They look so beautiful. Some of them are even in pieces. I have one image of a man that was hanged. The sad thing is the high majority of all the pictures I have found have been images of dead bodies in the Iraq/ Afghanistan area. It is sad. But at the same time they are lucky. Well actually I guess they arent. For them being muslims they sadly won't make it to heaven. I did not know this until recently but Muslims believe that if you dont believe in God you will be cast out to neither heaven nor hell. Just to nothingness (I wish) but then those who sin go to hell. But it isnt permanent. It's like prison time (or what Catholics may know a purgatory.) Yeah so now when i look back at all the times Aisha said. There arent alot of things different in our religions, i laugh. Islam and Christianity are completely and totally different in theory. A few of their morals may be the same. And a few of their prophets may be the same. But really they are so so so so so so so so different. So (hehehe I just wanted to say so again. hehehe)dum dum dum dum dum. I love Chandez and the C(center)CA. Ohio is not for lovers the CCA is! CCA IS FOR LOVERS Hey there, I know it's hard to feel like I don't care at all. Where you are and how you feel. Put these lights off as these wheels keep rolling on and on. (and on and on and on...) Slow things down or speed them up. You're running now for way too much. (and on and on and on...) Or you are not gone. And I can't make it on my own. (And I can't make it on my own.) Because my heart is in CCA. So cut my wrists and black my eyes. (Cut my wrists and black my eyes) So I can fall asleep tonite and die. Because you kill me. You know you do, you kill me well.(Chandez) Because your married, and I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone. Spare me just one baby. "I love you" is all I say. I'll wait for you, and I can wait forever. [x2] And I can't make it on my own. (And I can't make it on my own.) Because my heart is in CCA. So cut my wrists and black my eyes. (Cut my wrists and black my eyes) So I can fall asleep tonite and die. Because you kill me. You know you do, you kill me well.(Chandez) Because you're married, I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone. You know you do, you kill me well. Because you're married, I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone. So cut my wrists and black my eyes, My final breath is gone, So I can fall asleep tonite, And I can't make it on my own, (And I can't make it on my own.) Because my heart is in CCA. So cut my wrists and black my eyes. (Cut my wrists and black my eyes) So I can fall asleep tonite and die. Because you kill me. (Chandez) You know you do, you kill me well. Because you're married, I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone. You know you do, you kill me well. You like it too, and I can tell. You never stop until my final breath is gone. [x2] I love you Chandez. But you break my heart. I WILL wait for you forever. For you are so beautiful. May I have the honor of bearing your child? PLEASE? ~ Oh yeah and I won some writing thing. Apparently I'm like the best writer in my school or something. That is shit. I'm not that good a writer. Not to mention even if i was, which I'm not, no one would know because I've never turned in a paper i was happy with. Which reminds me my story that i turned in for English. YEAH IT SUCKS! If anyone and I mean anyone reads my story out of the book I will KILL YOU! I'll have to silence you. I should get going not that I'm going to sleep. So what if It's 12:29 I hate sleeping almost as much as I hate eating. THAT is passion. HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY ANDREW! I LOVE YOU! -Lauren I knew you wouldn't need a gun to kill me. read or post [4]

[05|17|05] [ music | Breath (2 A.M.) -by Anna Nolick ] I am so tired. I just woke up. I got home from school laid down on the couch and fell right asleep. I'm not so surprised. I slept 4 hours last night. 1 hour Sunday night. 3 hours on Saturday night. And about 5 hours on Friday night. I dont know why I dont like to sleep it make me feel better. It comforts me. Anyway the minute i woke up I downed a Mountain Dew but I'm still tired. I need to stop drinking energy drinks and soda. The caffeine is canceling out calcium that I dont even get. The continuing of caffeine will speed up the process of osteoporosis. I was thinking of suicide today. And not irrationally like normal.When it is off impulse. The more peaceful side to it. The comfort it holds towards me. Like a large thermal blanket ready to hold me as I fall asleep on a cold winter night. I don't want to talk about it to much. for i fear I might unintentionally condone it for others. I just wish that everyone else was happier. That everyone would just be hopeful and happy. So that I could take my life knowing that people would be ok here. read or post [2]

Second Chapter [05|15|05] [ mood | pensive ] [ music | Memory -by Sugarcult ] This is the second chapter. But I'm pretty sure my story sucks so I'm gonna stop posting the chapters here until I'm done. Thanks. In reality my life was never normal. Even though the walls that supported my house withheld such knowledge, I never knew. Now when I look back I have one memory that sticks in my mind. I was in the back seat of my mom’s car. All I can see is the blue leather of the back of the driver’s seat. I can’t remember what we were talking about. I just remember what my mom said, “You know Lauren, you’re really lucky. Some people’s parents are abusive, they drink, or they smoke. You are lucky your parents don’t do that.” Now that makes me laugh. Out of all people to say that, my mom. See my mom has always had problems I just really didn’t see them until I turned 13. But I don’t want to start here. I want to start from the day that changed my life forever. The day I met someone who would change my life forever. The day I met Kristen. Tell me if there is anything wrong with it. -Lauren I knew you wouldnt need a gun to kill me. read or post [2]

Starting My English Paper [05|15|05] [ mood | pensive ] [ music | Existentialism On Prom Night -by Straylight Run ] Hey I'm starting my english paper that I've been procrastinating on for the past month. I'm gonna post it on here chapter by chapter. Here's the first chapter. Things change. From the day you were born to the day you take your final breath, things change. You would think that people would grow accustomed to it. But, they dont, I believe this concept is impossible to master. You can prepare your entire life to be ready when an emergency happens. But will you be so controlled and nonchalant when the person you rely on, is shot randomly during a convenient store robbery. Say I’m being pessimistic, and I am. This may never happen to you. But then again, it might. And even if you spend all your time thinking and preparing for any thing that could go wrong, all that will come out of it is a gain of loneliness and a loss of sanity. Who would want to spend all their time with someone who would just start spitting out every risk you were running by getting into your car. And the fear and panic that manifests inside your bones would set in, picking at your sanity like a chimpanzee with a stick. So that leaves one more option. To be blind and just hope for the best. But it comes a time when so many things hit you. And they scar. You look at your scars and you just lose hope. You lose that hope that things might go your way. I have scars, and here I stand, naked and ugly in front of a you, crystalline tears run down my cheeks, as I present my scars knowing that you can use them however you please. Tell me if there is something up wrong with it. -Lauren I knew you wouldn't need a gun to kill me. post [0]

La Kayim [05|15|05] [ mood | drunk ] [ music | Sugar We're Going Down - by Fall Out Boy ] I didn't go to church today. My dad gave me hell about it though. He called me before he was going to pick me up for the service. I told him not to pick me up, that he would be late. He asked me what i was doing. And when i said i was deleting stuff off the PVR. He started yelling at me in this sarcastic tone asking me if that was more important. He thinks I didn't go because I stayed up too late last night. Which I did. But I could have easily made my self get up and go. I just didnt. I don't know why. I really don't know. I dont hate church. I dont hate God. My head still loves God. It's my heart that doesn't let me. Not to mention I dont like being with multiple people. I can have fun with 2 or 3 people but when there is more then that I shut off. I close up, i get strict, hard, figity, and nervous. I drank a little to calm my nerves a little bit. Now I'm a little drunk. I have to write my english story that I have been procrastinating on for a month. My english teacher has been really really generous giving me this much time. It was supposed to be due 4 weeks ago. Tonight is the Rocky Point Evangilism Fun Thing Night. I dont know if I should go. Wouldnt it be a little hypocritical for me to go. But wouldnt it be intresting if i came drunk. Now that would be laugh. Damn has anyone tried this Diet Coke w/Splenda it tastes weird good, yes but weird. Oh and I need names for my baby. I'm pregnant with Brian's child. So far we have: Exactly & Annex if anyone thinks of more names tell me. -Lauren I knew you wouldn't need a gun to kill me. read or post [1]

Dancing for the Zombies [05|14|05] [ mood | discontent ] [ music | Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own -U2 ] Hey, curiosity is killing me. And I believe it is known by many that curiousity is a very deadly disease. This is to anyone who went to the McKamy eighth grade dance. I know Liz will but does anyone else remember one song. It is that song I know some black guy sang it. Where he like tells you what to do. Slide to the left. Slide to the right, etc. Liz- remember we stayed in the front and became freaked out because everyone was moving together like zombies. read or post [3]

Dum Dums Don't Sound Appetizing [05|13|05] [ mood | anxious ] Hey It's Friday the 13th. how great is that. I feel awful. My head aches, as well as my stomache. My eyes burn, and the rest of my body for some unknown reason feels like running. I'm so restless. I wan't to through up. And then get drunk. I had and intresting day yesterday. A crazy day. Where i did multiple random insane things. But right now my brain is pulling apart. And I cant focus on shit. So I'll tell you about it later. I have this song stuck in my head. Had a bad day, don't talk to me, gonna ride this out, My little black heart, breaks apart, with your big mouth. And I'm sick of my sickness Dont touch me, you'll get this. I'm useless, lazy, perverted, and you hate me. You can't save me, You can't change me, Well I'm waiting for my wake up call, And everything, everything's my fault. Went to the doctor, and I asked her, to make this stop.(whoa) Got medication, a new addiction, Fucken thanks a lot. Had to relapse, I'm outta rehab, It ruined everything.(whoa) So point your finger, at the singer, He's in the pharmacy. You can't save me, You can't change me, Well I'm waiting for my wake up call , and everything's my fault. You can't save me, You can't blame me, Well I'm waiting here to take a fall, and everything, and everthing's my fault. And I'm a death threat haven't slept yet, Baby wide awake at dawn. Helmet bad boy, tell the tabloids, everything's my fault. Whoa whoa yeah, write it write it, Whoa whoa yeah, write it write it, Whoa Whoa everthing's my fault, everthing's my fault. I went to heaven, couldn't get it, For what I had done. I said forsake me, you said you're crazy you were too much fun. You can't save me, You can't change me, Well I'm waiting for my wake up call , and everything's my fault. You can't save me, You can't blame me, Well I'm waiting here to take a fall, and everything,everthing's my fault. You can't save me, You can't change me, You can't save me, You can't change me, You can't save me, You can't change me,(everthing's my fault) You can't save me, You can't change me, Everything's my fault. - Save Me by Unwritten Law I'm trying to remember anything I might want to say to anyone who knows me... But I can't my memory sucks. I don't care though. My mom got me some Jones Energy Drinks from Target. I love them. Everyone has to try it. Or I'll bring you pain. Jones Energy Mixed-Berry It makes me smile a little bit. I'm gonna give you one more song before I go for now. Just cause I'm cool like that. And I'm crazy. Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. When I wake up, I'm willing to take my chances on the hope I forget that you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you. You need him. I could be him... I could be an accident but I'm still trying. That's more than I can say for him. Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. Someday I'll appreciate in value, get off my ass and call you...but for the meantime I'll sport my brand new fashion of waking up with pants on at 4:00 in the afternoon. You need him. I could be him... I could be an accident but I'm still trying. That's more than I can say for him. 1-2-3-4! Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. (won't find out) he won't find out (won't find out) he won't find out Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. (he won't find out) Maybe he won't find out what I know: you were the last good thing about this part of town. -Grand Theft Autumn by Fall Out Boy I think it is kind of funny that I write this as if I'm telling it to someone. When I'm really only writing this for myself. I dont expect anyone else to read this. although I know some will. It's more like a small comfort. And I can type faster then I can write on paper. Well, yeah. I'm probably going to go to my mom's (she has the wine)so i wont be able to type to myself anymore today. But then again life's very spontanious. In fact (now this wont make sense to any normal people out there sry)life should call my mom. She works at a risk managment place. So she could help life sort out it's never forfilled need to be risky and spontanious. But then again life can't die. Life can die as much as Death can live. Wow so life can die. Well I should be going oh wait. Andy I got your reply to my last post. I liked the poem. I'm sure it would have been even better if my mind had been able to process any of it. I feel like my brain is being ripped. I'll read it again next time my head is clear. I love you. I'll see you Sunday ( i cant remember, are the days of the week suposed to be capitalized? And if it is then why?)... dont answer that. bye -Lauren I knew you wouldn't need a gun to kill me read or post [3]

The First of None [05|10|05] [ mood | numb ] Hey, This is my first journal entry ,and God knows how close it is to my last. This marks the seventh consecutive day I've either tried to kill myself or have really, seriously wanted to. Life Sucks. Today was a really bad day. But I dont know why. I never know why, I guess it is a vibe or something. I almost ditched school today. If Mandie had agreed I would have, not a doubt in my mind. That is how I've been working lately. I work off impulses, and ideas. Mandie (ATTEMPTED) to outline my lips in green sharpie yesterday. I ended up looking like some confused clown that drank some f**ked up milk. One guy said i needed a beard. So me being myself, I added on. I'm glad that sharpie was messed up and washed off with one use of Dawn Green Apple Dish Soap. I need to do something. I think I'll go to Target. I love Target. G2G Oh and Liz don't do anything stupid without me. Lauren I knew you wouldn't need a gun to kill me. read or post [1]

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