About Me
I am 27 years old today.."HAPPY BIRTHDAY" to me. I'm still young and just want to have fun.And thats just being real. I'm soooo not wanting to be tied down in a relationship at this point in my life. I have 1 perfect child and my child is just that perfect. Look at her photos she is "ROCKIN". Yes my daughter is awesome. She is all that and a bag of chips,YES ME & BABY DADDY MADE A BEAUTIFUL CHILD.Alot of people don't say what they want. That's why they don't get what they want. As for me Ms.Sandra Lara let be the 1 to tell ya If you know me u know I have an appetite for sexy things. I eat mass quantites of red meat,curse religiously,sing out of tune but with conviction. I cry when it suits me, laugh when it's innopportune,read the Manteca Bullentin obituaries and wedding announcements,out loud and in that order,I love watching " A Haunting" on the discovery channel and FrEEk myself out late at night and dont want to sleep. I love my homemade soups...They make me feel better. The first time I seen someone laugh in their sleep, I should have woken them up right then and there. No one deserves to be that happy. Instead I curled my body around theirs,pushed my belly tight against their back,and absored the vibrations. I had hoped that whatever made them that free,that pure, was contagious. It wasn't.When I sleep at night, I dream in color. I see images of "FRUITLOOPS" chasing me through circular mazes, of getting sucked into an envelope shaped gutter, of disappering into a crowd in downtown San Fransico. Some days, my anxiety dreams are prosiac, the kind that has been dreamt of before, teeth falling out, showing up at work naked, screaming until my throat dries up. Even the steamy ones can turn me on, switching genres from romance to noir. In those dreams, I stand up after passionate sex with someone,let cigarette smoke blowing out of a darkened window, and contemplate the person I have forgotten and wronged.I dont always have nightmares. Sometimes the night brings sweet relief. but I can tell you this: I may have laughed at my dreams, the next morning mocking their high school level special effects or grade B porn, but I have never laughed in my sleep. I am just not that happy. I have a black Prada Suit and when I put it on it feels like a costume, its thin pinstripes enlongating my body, the cut managing to be both professional and sexy. When I put it on, I tranform suddenly into a comic-book character. I am a FrEEk, I am hard to handle, I like to get brazilian's, I have a shrink, I love to tan, I bite my lower lip when I am nervous, I love how my other bestest Eric says I complain too much. (I dont complain)I just get easily annoyed by things.And Eric u LAUGH TOO MUCH so there.I spend way to much money at Gavora Studios every 6 weeks but overall it worth it.I hate it how Jessie is losing sooo much weight she makes me want to eat cottonballs like a ballerina. And I love how I am reading this out loud and Jared is laughing his ass off. I make mistakes in my life, I am who I am and I am Ms. Sandra Lara ....So here is a kiss,a hug,a lick and a spank and to those who keep winding me up..."ROCK ON" cause I am nothing w/out u.MUAH Layout made by
