His Friday Girl
- Name
- Lou
- Age
- 15
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- Proctor Rd.
- Joined date
- June 1st, 2008
Stories
Happy Endings
Latest update: Chapter 5 on November 23rd, 2008I'll Be Cynical At Best
Latest update: Chapter 24 on October 29th, 2008Sleepless Nights
Latest update: Chapter 5 on October 10th, 2008Theatre of Trickery
Latest update: Chapter 8 on September 23rd, 2008
Poems
For Matt
October 9th, 2008Words on repeat
September 20th, 2008The four legged support known as a chair
September 20th, 2008Artistic obsession is the worthiest pursuit
September 20th, 2008The centrifugal quality of a quintessential beauty with open arms (and open legs)
September 20th, 2008A Taste of Insanity
September 20th, 2008
About
If I'm the sum of all my friends,
Then all my friends are some of me
And if you're some way just like them
Then I am you to some degree.
LIFE KILLS REBELS, DEATH GETS THE REST
AND NOW FOR SOME DECORUM AND A CERTAIN DEGREE OF NORMALCY
Hi, I'm Lou. I'm 15. I'm French but live in Australia.
I speak French and English fluently, and dabble in German.
Deutsch ist fantastisch!
uhm...I'm in the process of learning the bass
I sing, and play the violin
I am a lyricist first and foremost, and my darling lyric book comes everywhere with me,
much to the irritation of...well...people
All I have to say to that is: SUCK IT UP PRINCESS!!!
AND NOW THAT ALL THE BORING STUFF HAS BEEN TRANSMITTED...
I was locked into a suitcase by my best friend, under the pretext that she wanted to see if her luggage would be comfortable in it. she thinks it's weird that people make coffins all cosy but that our valuables are treated like shit. I must say, I agree. It's pretty odd (PRETTY. ODD!) that I can fit into a suitcase, but I am very small. Small but fierce. I mostly act like a ferret on meth.
MAY YOUR ORGANS FAIL BEFORE YOUR DREAMS FAIL YOU
I love moshing (even though I'm teeny tiny...I guess I just have a lot of pent up frustration/energy to get rid of, and moshing seems to be the way to go about getting rid of it...) and go to shows most nights. (Like tonight!)
I am a terrible cook, and not very coordinated. (I tripped on nothing while walking across a smooth, flat dancefloor) I guess it's a cliche that the only time i have a semblance of composed balance is when I'm in a tutu, prancing across a stage. Yep, Ballet. (I hate tutus personally, they make me itch)
So after this much-prolongued yet somewhat necessary introduction...
I bid you all adieu.
Then all my friends are some of me
And if you're some way just like them
Then I am you to some degree.
LIFE KILLS REBELS, DEATH GETS THE REST
AND NOW FOR SOME DECORUM AND A CERTAIN DEGREE OF NORMALCY
Hi, I'm Lou. I'm 15. I'm French but live in Australia.
I speak French and English fluently, and dabble in German.
Deutsch ist fantastisch!
uhm...I'm in the process of learning the bass
I sing, and play the violin
I am a lyricist first and foremost, and my darling lyric book comes everywhere with me,
much to the irritation of...well...people
All I have to say to that is: SUCK IT UP PRINCESS!!!
AND NOW THAT ALL THE BORING STUFF HAS BEEN TRANSMITTED...
I was locked into a suitcase by my best friend, under the pretext that she wanted to see if her luggage would be comfortable in it. she thinks it's weird that people make coffins all cosy but that our valuables are treated like shit. I must say, I agree. It's pretty odd (PRETTY. ODD!) that I can fit into a suitcase, but I am very small. Small but fierce. I mostly act like a ferret on meth.
MAY YOUR ORGANS FAIL BEFORE YOUR DREAMS FAIL YOU
I love moshing (even though I'm teeny tiny...I guess I just have a lot of pent up frustration/energy to get rid of, and moshing seems to be the way to go about getting rid of it...) and go to shows most nights. (Like tonight!)
I am a terrible cook, and not very coordinated. (I tripped on nothing while walking across a smooth, flat dancefloor) I guess it's a cliche that the only time i have a semblance of composed balance is when I'm in a tutu, prancing across a stage. Yep, Ballet. (I hate tutus personally, they make me itch)
So after this much-prolongued yet somewhat necessary introduction...
I bid you all adieu.
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