The name’s Laura Rubalcado.
I love my name.
Dark screaming death metal; that's my god.
469-939-1084 <-- that's me.
I learned: I'm not as cool as I was yesterday.
Dearest Chris "Milk" Zuniga
You are me and I am you(:
Our similarities are absolutely amazing.
You're one of the few people who can make me smile,
and who can put me back in a good mood.
You probably aren't aware of this
but you entered my life just when I needed someone like you the most.
I can't think of anyone as woah as you:D
Every text, every phone call, every myspace comment. I love them.
You've listened to me when I've been at my worst. You've dealed with me at my best.
We see eye to eye on everything from black people, to music, to blood and guts.
Chris, my dear, I can honestly say you're one of the greatest people in my life
and I feel very fortunate to have met you.
I can't wait for this summer:)
I love you Chris.
