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Her name is something along the lines of Lauren.
She was born on the eighth day in the eleventh month of 1989. (Which makes her eighteen.)
She is extremely quiet & shy. Please don’t mistake this for her being unfriendly.
Actually, she is quite friendly and is willing to talk to anyone and everyone.
She is not pretty, she never has been, & she will never be. She knows this there is no need to continually tell her.
She is fairly certain that she is the biggest pansy you’ve ever met.
She is aspiring to be a journalist/make-up artist.
She is all about some music.
She’s always wished she was in a band.
She’ll be attending Campbell University this upcoming August.
She doesn’t trust very easily. Nearly not at all.
Her biggest wishlist item ever would be a grand piano.
She loves to curl up with a good book on a rainy day.
She’s been known to tickle the ivories from time to time.
She is kind of putting her life back together right now, but she think she’s catching glimpses of who she really is again.
She has no confidence at all.
She may not be very smart, but she’s most certainly no fool.
She’s constantly changing her hair.
She is deathly afraid of needles, doctors, dentists, tornadoes, fire, & spiders. Mildly of trains, clowns, & dolls.
She really hates butterflies and feet irk her out some kind of bad.
She is a southern girl. She has an accent & if you’ve ever heard it, you’re lucky because she tends to hide it.
She’s got big city dreams.
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