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Welcome
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!

How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!


About Lo
SO here it goes. MY life seems to be interesting. Everything is always going on and somethings always happening. I have a lot of thoughts and a lot of theories too so I think I'll keep them safe and sound here. I've always wanted to write a blog about my life. One day, I was just sitting in the LSU library and realized, with all the shiz I find on the internet and with all the chiz that happens in my life, I could write a blog.

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EEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRFFFFFFFF my life. It's trippy.
18 April 2010 10:58 AM
Morning so far: 
Wake up at 10:30 pissed off cause I had a dream that my ex, and my family went on vacation, dad got lost in the sea with ex. come to find out is dating 3 girls, lived with them, had a son, and had cheated on me with my best friend who he sees often now AND NOT LOST IN THE SEA. Really? and he had no remorse. neither did my best friend who has become somewhat of a flake lately. I'm finally tired of it. I don't wanna say who it is, but she's been my best friend forever. I guess forever reached it's end? 
Next I walk into the bathroom and walk past the slanted mirror. Thinking to myself "Am I really this tall??" Then I walk past the flat mirror. I am not that tall. I am short.

AND NOW I'm CRAVING a tattoo. Like bad. Not a big or detailed one. just a tattoo. ughhh want to go to Perkins Road Parlour!!!! :[ Garage sale today though. Might have to hit it up!