Only those who stay Dead shall remember Death.

Recently, I (Lana) discovered that when rearranged, the letters in my name spell torn loyal tea. I think it's cool and rather telling. Ever since, I've grown slightly convinced that much of my life consists of a tragic array of conflicted interests.

That said, I should warn you I'm one of those hopeless wrecks trying to quench an insatiable boredom. However, this isn't the means, it's simply the outlet.

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Upstairs, my sister is currently being reprimanded by Madre for lying about where she was going when she left the house this morning to hang out with friends. I don’t really care except for the fact that this could possibly impede on my upcoming party plans. And goddammit, I don’t need my mother in an angry, suspicious and irritated mood tomorrow when I have intentions of going to hang out with my friends, too. Just ruining things for everyone, I see. Shit.

(1 month ago)