posted September 05, 2013 05:56 PM            

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Originally posted by Kerosene:
Oh yeah did you hear the song where she dissed lady gaga.

I love this ***** so much!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BAKg1e_Br4Y

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posted September 05, 2013 06:02 PM            

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Originally posted by peachbeigeblue:
i think that just if you relate to songs now doesn't mean you always will. i listened to all my favorite songs from like 19-20ish and they were all so sad and pretty much about me leaving people. but back then - that's how i was with love. now i'm all like "will you still love me when i'm no longer young and beautiful"

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Idk i never really related to music.
I just listened music because I like the sound.

I just totally relate to her lyrics and I'm totally feeling the vintage sex kitten vibe

Plus I've feel like we had the same love life... -_-'

this is another relationship. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZOmN4pNu4A

I've been here before... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRSuJC0yL30

11th grade.... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoCZR6WeTxU
No ... I didn't murder anyone...
I remember I, or we stole my boyfriends dads car and his dad found out and he took the blame.

posted September 05, 2013 06:13 PM            

and her venus/ nn conjuncts my eros

and my NN conjuncts her neptune!

posted September 05, 2013 06:18 PM            

Idk she's studying metaphysics at nyu .. you'd think she would know

posted September 05, 2013 06:32 PM            

scroll down to the comments.
Yah weird..
I guess they wanted her to be a gemini/sag.

posted September 05, 2013 10:16 PM            

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Originally posted by Kerosene:
I have this weird obsession with her.
Idk if i want to marry her or be her...

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posted September 05, 2013 10:44 PM            

Metaphysics at nyu sounds like a joke!

Sun at 29deg cancer makes so much sense! No wonder I noticed her gemini all wiped out!

posted September 05, 2013 10:52 PM            

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Diplopoda: She definitely a gemini/sag not a Leo moon!

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You're mistaken! Here's the comment from Kerosene's link:

posted September 05, 2013 10:58 PM            

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Originally posted by somethingexcellent:
You're mistaken! Here's the comment from Kerosene's link:

"Do people still think she was born in 1986? Interscope makes her lie about that. Go to her personal facebook. She lists her birthday as 1985. And if you go back to interviews from 2010 when she released her first album as ‘Lana Del Ray AKA Lizzy Grant’ they clearly say she’s 24."

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ohh I think I believe u guys. I remember she has that Julia Roberts overwhelmed look. Roberts is also a Leo moon.

Nicole Kidman , who is a sag moon, is nothing like Lana del Rey. Not half as emotional. So yeah def the Leo moon, wow!!!

posted September 05, 2013 11:04 PM            

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Originally posted by Kerosene:
Ha too bad I've hugged her.
You'll never get to MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA

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Oh my gosh. It's over, I don't love you anymore Kero! I'm so jealous!
How did she smell like?! Was her skin so soft!?

posted September 05, 2013 11:09 PM            

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Kerosene: and sag asc would give her a lust for dat open road

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Teacher: can u tell us a little bit about yourself?

Me: I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour, and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times.
I was a singer - not a very popular one, I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd been living, they asked me why - but there's no use in talking to people who have home. They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head.
I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean... And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying... Because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.
Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people- and finally I did- on the open road. We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever- *I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself- I Ride. I Just Ride.

posted September 05, 2013 11:13 PM            

I didn't cry or anything.
Thank god I'm not lame like that...
Although I was kinda over whelmed because I was not really prepared it just happened my friend like found out she was in the area via twitter.

posted September 05, 2013 11:17 PM            

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Originally posted by somethingexcellent:
Teacher: can u tell us a little bit about yourself?

Me: I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour, and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times.
I was a singer - not a very popular one, I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd been living, they asked me why - but there's no use in talking to people who have home. They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head.
I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean... And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying... Because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.
Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people- and finally I did- on the open road. We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever- *I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself- I Ride. I Just Ride.

Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them? I Have. I Am ******* Crazy. But I Am Free.

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LOLOLOL
I'm helping friend with her college admission personal statement that would be hilarious to send.