

In the Hands of RevengeIt wasn't the first idea I had come up with. In fact, there wasn't a moment that I didn't feel like turning back. There was always the nagging thought of my family, my guardians, the ones who had looked after me even when it seemed difficult. But I had always been difficult, difficult to relate to, to understand, and that's why I was taking this journey. If I was no longer around, I could cause problems and pain only to myself, which was exactly what I deserved. The expedition had taken weeks of planning. Never had I kept so many secrets from my family, especially from my brother, the only one who at least attempted to undeIn the Hands of Revenge
Nobility| I'm Lauren. I don't think I'm very good at drawing, so I came here to try to improve. Everyone says I'll be an artist when I'm older. I play the French horn, and I want to learn how to play guitar, especially because my brother makes it look so easy. I can be very deep sometimes, but usually I'm just stubborn, which is what I hate most about myself. I also like writing, which is another thing I want to improve on. So... that's what I can think of about me right now! |
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I want movies of my dreams and pictures on my wall!
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...and that's why cows fly.
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I want movies of my dreams and pictures on my wall!
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Lights Out.
Guerrilla Radio.
Turn That Shit Up.
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...and that's why cows fly.
Lol, what's making you so crazy?
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...and that's why cows fly.
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...and that's why cows fly.
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