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Laura

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About Me

I think of myself as an impossibly difficult person to really understand but on the surface I'm easy going, I don't get upset or angry often. I try to be kind and thoughtful toward others. I try not to judge or make assumptions, though deep down it's always a struggle to transcend these very human behaviors. None of us are all sunshine and roses and I certainly don't claim to be--I simply do my best to be honest with myself and those around me.I am in constant need to improve myself be it through education, self reflection, or taking the more challenging path--in the end I want to be solid and strong enough to make a difference in the world. I'm not always sure what that means exactly--some days I dream of joining the Peace Corps and taking off to Zimbabwe--other days I simply want to open a children's art studio in the city. What I am sure of is that I am not sure of anything but I am always willing to learn.
My Personality
Neuroticism 5
Extraversion 87
Openness To Experience 90
Agreeableness 88
Conscientiousness 40
You are sociable, outgoing, energetic, and lively. You prefer to be around people much of the time. You are generally calm and composed, reacting moderately well to situations that most people would describe as stressful. Novelty, variety, and change spice up your life and make you a curious, imaginative, and creative person. You have a strong interest in others' needs and well-being. You are pleasant, sympathetic, and cooperative. You are reasonably reliable, organized, and self-controlled.
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

IN THE CUTLASS...we could drive for miles without words.. a silver thread tying us together.. unseen, unspoken.. circled around our ears.. I gaze out the window dreaming of former mountains and hills as you bite your lip and drive.. inside the memory of when you were a boy.. fearless.. climbing anything you were asked.. wondering where pieces of that might have drifted.. the sun starts creeping in pulling us back to each other.. with a sigh for a new day you roll the windows down & the air pours in like a warm blanket.. my arm goes out the window my hand riding the wind like I always did as a girl.. to see where the wind stopped and my hand began.. as the day finds itself you reach for my leg to make sure I know you're there.. you must have forgotten about the silver thread, so I let you.. we can't see from the sun in our eyes but we don't care.. it just reminds us that we're alive.. so we drive.. for miles.. the wind carrying us and the silver thread circled around our ears

My Blog

fathers bible

it takes mountains to reach you beyond the outbound shores and willowed winds and yet the discovery leaves me enlcosed upon myself backwards and twisted peels of a truthful reminence lapping into it...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 01:14:00 GMT

ashes laid

we don't realize when we begin to slip away- though the bell tolls a comb brush against the ear (gypsies singing) though your loose candor (a steel shackle, binding lips) though the faint are wicked...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 02:01:00 GMT

(a passion)

it gave way in the rivers- stench and dismay clouding up our senses as if (that) the bust and barrell  that lie ahead were rotten without it- so I pardon myself to the ground waiting for you to ...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 01:52:00 GMT

untitled

The sun was blue this morning so I dug a hole in the garden out back and planted one of the bulbs we bought at Saturday's farmers market I guess I wanted to see if I could taunt the sun into bringin...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 01:28:00 GMT

digging down

it might not be tomorrow but when the sky breaks in two and your empty tounge smears the words we used to worship, I will ask this metaphorical love to bury itself beneath a rock and suffer its absur...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 08:37:00 GMT

when bones fall apart

i can't watch you like this its been months and i've hidden myself from seeing you here with a white paper thin mask covering the form of you you have teddy bear bandaids on your hands an attempt t...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 17:09:00 GMT

taken

 I saw a photograph a field of poppies bright, orange orbs that sunk me into a place where a boy rode a horse across a grazing field and mid moment I was lost surrounded by a smell of green tha...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 01:36:00 GMT

side wall

i want to love a black cool beneath the lake a goddess an angel water as rain tounges my silhouette as I fall easy and away in a purple storm composing language like red smoke recalling the ru...
Posted by on Sun, 06 May 2007 01:40:00 GMT

of Venice

i'm sick of hearing the news blaring through my tv all they give us are death tolls and expressionless grievences so i mute it and go here: beside a venician bay i dip my toes in the water green glas...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 20:50:00 GMT

is this real?

you're laughing maybe at me watching me  write on the water i write little quiet words unspoken words I want to shout but don't so I wash you with them instead I let them sink into your ski...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 02:14:00 GMT