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Name: Laurissa
Country: United States
State: Oklahoma
Metro: McAlester
Birthday: 9/27/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: Music Like No Other, Jesus, Guitars, DuPree Kids, Band Is Cool, Friends, Laughter, Shaun White, Music, Eisley, Cd's, Yahoo!, Jaw Breakers, Naps, Purevolume, Yahoo, Teaching, Speaking Spanish, Music, Snowboarding, Church, Movies, Music, Funny Television, Shaun White, Photography, Wonder Showzen, Green, Spongebob, Cooking, Art, Your Mom, Music, Muffin Films, Movies, Music, Laughing City, Mac-N-Cheese, Candles, Branaie, Amber, Brant, Bradley, Counting Celeing Tiles With Branaie, Coloring Books, Music, And So On And So On
Expertise: Cooking, French Horn, Coloring Inside The Lines, Procrastination, Sleeping, Untangling Headphones. Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research
Message: message meEmail: email me
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Yahoo:  omg_its_laurissa
MSN: omg_its_laurissa
Yahoo:  laurissawilson
Member Since:
10/24/2005
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| Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Im begging of you please dont take my man
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Please dont take him just because you can
Your beauty is beyond compare
With flaming locks of auburn hair
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green
Your smile is like a breath of spring
Your voice is soft like summer rain
And I cannot compete with you, jolene
He talks about you in his sleep
Theres nothing I can do to keep
From crying when he calls your name, jolene
And I can easily understand
How you could easily take my man
But you dont know what he means to me, jolene
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Im begging of you please dont take my man
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Please dont take him just because you can
You could have your choice of men
But I could never love again
Hes the only one for me, jolene
I had to have this talk with you
My happiness depends on you
And whatever you decide to do, jolene
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Im begging of you please dont take my man
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene
Please dont take him even though you can
Jolene, jolene
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| Shelby: “We’re Going To Get Shot! We’re Going To Get Shot! We’re Going To Get Shot!” Emily: “She’s Been Saying That This Whole Time.” Shelby: “I Think The Person Most Likely To Be Shot Is Brice” Brice: “WHAT?!?!!?!?!” Lauren: “That’s Crazy” Shelby: “We’re Going to Get Shot! Lauren, Did You Like My Little Heart On My Emo Cake?”
Brice: “What??!?!!?”
Laurissa: “Shelby Baked Lauren an Emo Cake Because She Is Ridiculous” Shelby: “The Peep Was Emo!”
Lauren: “It Was An Emo Cake Because Our Whole Bass Clarinet Section Is Emo.” *Laurissa, Lauren, Shelby, and Emily Look Down and Sigh. Emily: “Laurissa, You’re Not Emo! You’re Not a Bass Clarinet!”
Laurissa: “I Know, That Was I Pity Frown For You Poor Emo Bass Clarinets, Your Wrists Must Hurt,” Shelby: “Oh They Do.” Lauren: “Yes.” Shelby: “We’re Going to Get Shot!” | | |
| Dear Diary,
Mood: Apathetic
My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert. It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab My Heart Because I Love You,' and 'Rip Apart My Soul,' and of course, 'Stabby Rip Stab Stab." and it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to do that flippy thing either, like that guy from that band could do, some days you know. . .
I'm an emo kid, non-conforming as can be
You'd be non-conforming to if u look just like me
I have paint on my nails and make-up on my face
I'm almost emo enough to start shaving my legs
'Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag
I call it freedom of expression most just call me a fag
'Cause their dudes look like chicks, their chicks look like dykes
'Cause emo is one step below transvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
I'm dark and sensitive with low self-esteem
The way I dress makes everyday feel like Hallowe'en
I have no real problems but I like to make believe
I stole my sister's mascara now I'm grounded for a week
Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies
I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing
Girls keep breaking up with me, it's never any fun
They say they already have a pussy, they don't need another one
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump around when I go to shows
I must be emo
Dye in my hair and polish on my toes
I must be emo
I play guitar and write suicide notes
I must be emo
My life is just a black abyss, you know, it's so dark. and it's suffocating me. grabbing a hold of me and tightening it's grip, tighter than a pair of my little sister's jeans . . . which look great on my by the way
When I get depressed I cut my wrists in every direction
Hearing songs about getting dumped give me an erection
I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses
I told my friends I bleed black and cry during classes
I'm just a bad, cheap imitation of Goth
You can read me "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off
I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life
If I said I like girls I'd only be half right
I look like I'm dead and dress like a homo
I must be emo
Screw X-BOX I play old school Nintendo
I must be emo
I like to whine and hate my parental?s
I must be emo
Me and my friends all look like clones
I must be emo
My parents just don't get me you know. they think I'm gay just because they saw me kiss a guy. well, a couple of guys. but I mean, it's the 2000s. can't 2, or 4 dudes make-out with each other without being gay. I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. I don't know diary, sometimes I think you're the only one that gets me, you're my best friend | | |
| Ok So Friday Was Our First Game! I Think It Went Really Great. I Don't Think Anyone Messed Up In The Show, I Had An Amazing Time With Everyone Up In The Stands And All. All Of Of Horns Have A Little Thing That Randall And I Are Gonna Take Care Of And Its Gonna Be Great. We've All Got Superhero Nicknames. (I'm Wonderwoman) And Yeah. Uhm, What Else? Oh Yeah, Two Kids Got Ran Over There Too. The Poor Little Girl Died. And Her Brother Who Is A Freshman, Is In Critical Condition. It's So Sad.
Last Night We Went To Tushkahoma To The Labor Day Festival. I Saw Clint Black And Miranda Lambert, I Got So Close To The Stage Too! Yay! Oh Man, As Soon As We Walked Into The Area, A Guy Was On The Ground And People Were Doing CPR On Him, THen About 15 Minutes Later, They Gave Up. I Nearly Passed Out. Ugh. But Yeah Caren And I Saw Three People In Only 5 Hours Who Got Taken Away On The Peramedics Car. That's Just So Sad. I Saw Kami And Mario There. Lol. Caren And I Got Charicatures Done. They're Silly. We Also Bought A Miranda Lambert CD. Lol. Uhm, Tonight We're Going Back To See Merct Me. I'm Pretty Excited Lol.
I Have Such A Killer Headache Right Now. Along With Freaking Killler Killer Allergies. -_- It's No Fun At All.
Well, I Guess That's All For Now! Bye Bye! | | |
| So How Is Everyone? I Think School's Going Pretty Good. So My B-day Is Next Month. My Partay Is Gonna Be The 16th. I'm So Stoked. *Sings In MTV Tune ''Sweet Sixteen"*  Oh Wow, I Just Realized My 16th Is Gonna Be On The 16th!!! El Oh El, That Was Lame. But Yeah, Our First Performance Is Like, Next Week. It's Cool Though. I Think We'll Be Fine. So I Got A 3rd Degree Burn On My Finger Last Week From My Straightener. It Hurt So Dang Bad. Just Thought I Would Let You All Know.  You All Should Leave Me Comments. Like, No Joke.
Bye- Rissa
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