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about a girl


Lea Licerio. 15. 16. 17. Piscean.couch potato. drama queen. has a tendency to be OC. bookworm. weird. your average everyday sane psycho. dreamer. petite. Is never too old for dolls. tends to get woeful...like Wednesday Addams. perpetually miserable. Neil Gaiman/Jessica Zafra wannabe.

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"Perhaps if we saw what was ahead of us, and glimpsed the crimes, follies, and misfortunes that would befall us later on, we would all stay in our mother's wombs, and there would be nobody in the world but a great number of very fat, very irritated women."

-A Series of Unfortunate Events Book the Thirteenth: The End by Lemony Snicket



wake me when the hour arrives...




best friends, ex-friends 'til the end...
acey
andy-multiply
andy-blogger
shandre
chrysol
paola!
kimlech
bernice
rica!
coreen
sam a.k.a. poca
gerome

ADAM

my multiply

...and then there's friendster(add me if you want)

Jessica Zafra
Neil Gaiman
Lemony Snicket



credits
Layout: paperlove
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Images: Self-drawn by paperlove
Pattern: illusorynotstars

i feel stupid and contagious



Get busy living, or get busy dying...

6.14.2005
The Good Kind
-The Wreckers-

'Do you wanna run away together?'
I would say it was your best line ever
Too bad I fell for it...
And I walked along,
Waiting for you to come along
Take my tortured heart by the hand
And write me off
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind...
You forced me to become strong
And I just cried, being weak
And you think you know
And I would like to think so,
But do you know that when you go,
I fall apart
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind.
No, it's not the good kind...
I'm tired of hiding behind these lying eyes,
I'm tired of this smile that even I don't recognize
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind...
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind...

No, you're not the good kind
Good kind
No, you're not the good kind
Good kind
No, you're not the good kind

they gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now @ : 10:10 PM