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Lauren Angelo
VonDeadly is a down ass bitch.
Interests: thunderstorms, tea, reading, painting, singing, the northwest, antique shopping, driving with no destination, my dog [sometimes], being in the forest when it rains, cutting up old t-shirts, writing [duh?], dancing...pretty much anything with a creative outlet.
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To become whole you must let yourself be broken. "If someone wants to be in your life, they will make an effort to do so. If they don't make the effort, don't reserve a space for someone who isn't going... Continue reading
Posted Jul 19, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
Sometimes I imagine you've just walked into wherever I am. I see your face in strangers. I double take as if there was any chanceinhell it was you. Yeah, right. The most I can expect from you anymore is a... Continue reading
Posted Jul 15, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
I know, you knew, I know. They don't stop to talk, they just pass and grin. Fooled by a smile, they wave as the joke is on them. I am baffled that you believed it. I am shocked that you... Continue reading
Posted Jun 27, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
You want a riot? I'll give you one. You have no idea who I am. How alike we really are. How easily I recognize those tells. Those key movements that give way to the nerves. Eating your soul alive everytime... Continue reading
Posted Jun 17, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
One of my personality traits is an innate desire to keep other people happy. It's a disgusting, spineless habit that I've never been able to break - only tame down to a place of resolve. I don't take pride in... Continue reading
Posted Jun 8, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
I am a despicable addict to the worst kind of drug. Love. I am knee deep in a desperate need, that bad pleasure that is amazingly good. How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?... Continue reading
Posted May 31, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
The ultimate desire to really feel like you're a part of something, that you matter. To find a connection. I can't live without doing what I do, so I have to accept the fact that I will suffer for it.... Continue reading
Posted May 27, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
Grief and sadness knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger than common joys. That knot you get in your stomach, that ache you get in your chest. The pain of knowing... Continue reading
Posted May 15, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
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I gently tossed flower petals for you this evening. Then I realized how terrible it is, to love something that death can take from you in an instant. My worst nightmare continues to come true. With each passing, it creeps... Continue reading
Posted May 10, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
I love to go back and remember what it was like at the beginning. To read my own words and feel that burn in my throat. The grin on my face knowing that all the things I always wanted from... Continue reading
Posted May 5, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
Mais non. I hear your intoxicating voice from behind me and catch a slight breeze that smells like your skin. You surprise me yet comfort me with your sense of routine all at once. I yearn to feel that. Here... Continue reading
Posted May 5, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
The sound of your voice sends these chills down my spine that are addicting. Every morning I wake up with the fear that it will be the day I get used to the sensation and I become bored. My words... Continue reading
Posted May 3, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
Some live repressing their instinctive feelings. You can protest the way we're built. Don't point the blame on me. I make you wanna run from me, but it's too late and you've already wasted all your time. You don't know... Continue reading
Posted May 2, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
How much would you bet that if I tried hard enough I would spontaneously combust? How do I end up this way...a constant knot in my gut tied into a bow of uncertainty and lust. The only problem is my... Continue reading
Posted Apr 15, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
How many hours are in a day when you don't spend half of them watching television or glued to your computer chair? When is the last time any of us really worked to get something we wanted? How long has... Continue reading
Posted Apr 12, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
 It’s late and the rain is slamming into my window and all I can think about is the sound of your voice. The way you visit me in the night; consequently I begin every morning with a jolt and... Continue reading
Posted Mar 27, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
These are foolish, foolish games you're playing. I don't know who I've become, or what exactly I've done. The next will love you more than I could. There is no black and white; wrong or right. I see that you... Continue reading
Posted Mar 21, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
A month can bring so many changes. Thirty days of hopes and plans blown to shit. Yet from the smoldering embers, a brand new begins. Passions arise and stolen glances emerge and here is a completely new life happening before... Continue reading
Posted Mar 4, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
"Is this a true story?" "How did you know?" "It lacks imagination." If our lives, our history were spelled out in the pages of a novel, would you read it? Would you skip chapters, or flip to the end, or... Continue reading
Posted Feb 1, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
I never learned to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my disasters. I want to be there for you until the sun turns black. When the zombie apocalypse is at our door and we have one magazine... Continue reading
Posted Jan 24, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
If my love alone were enough I would give it all to you. But it seems poisonous. It feels like bad luck to have me on your side. I want to help but I'm like this idiot who knocks over... Continue reading
Posted Jan 22, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
I'm in the inbetween. I can see the loneliness, hear it. Yet, don't feel it. I shut my eyes and what you are saying to me sounds like it's coming from behind a pillow. Too late. I already lost what... Continue reading
Posted Jan 17, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
I've always been very confused. Hesitant. Aware. Everyone else seems to have a threshold, I don't. There is no edge in my book, though I like to teeter on yours frequently. I simply brim over. I invade. A barrage of... Continue reading
Posted Jan 11, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly
You don't even know the half of it. If you knew how resourceful I can be, you would be more frightened. No one speaks that way and gets away with it. Now, you aren't aware I'm saying this - but... Continue reading
Posted Jan 10, 2011 at Chronicles of L. VonDeadly