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Login:	.MommyBorn.
Role:	Community Supporter
Mood:	Erotic - Mood history
Real Name:	Kourt Born
Gender:	Female
Status:	Attached & not looking
Location:	Chitungwiza, Zimbabwe
Birthdate:	Apr 17, 1986, I'm 22 and a Aries
My +Buddies:	!!.spechal.!!, FiarCracker, .Spiral., *~mayB, .Dirty.Mexican., Angels_Daddy, Colter, En, hauntedluver, HOUSEHOLD.SIX, iStrive2Thrive, Kameron, Kilo.Style, LovingDadof2, Ragga_Scum, Skeeze, voodoogirl, •°†Eve†°•
+Buddy Of:	!!.spechal.!!, FiarCracker, .Spiral., ~mayB, ~sheba~*, .Dirty.Mexican., Angels_Daddy, CapnFantasmo, chelseagirl26, Colter, Corduroy, Danigirl, Elektrik_Glow, En, h8uall, hauntedluver, HOUSEHOLD.SIX, housejunkie, iStrive2Thrive, Jerzey, Kameron, KANDi3_CUTi3, Kelsey, Kilo.Style, Krispy_Kremes, LovingDadof2, L_C_Sux, NateDaGreat, negative-zero, NoodlesMalone, Olanatan, Panda-Monium, PeaCeFuLKK, Peanut!, PiMp_ShAwN17, Ragga_Scum, roofie, Skeeze, StoryTeller, tinkerbelldre, Tollas, voodoogirl, Whimsical, •°†Eve†°•
Bio:	-My life- Will always be [UNDER CONSTRUCTION] ~but I am no longer in needing of being fixed. I my baby boys! Kameron Bryce Hall, Born Sept 30Th, 2005 6:59 a.m. 8 pounds, 2 ounces. 20 inches. William Monroe Born Born June 16Th, 2008 10:58 a.m. 8 pounds, 10 ounces. 19 & 3/4 inches. Horoscope Jan 23 Aries (March 21-April 19): Move too fast, and you'll miss it! These are the moments that will become lifelong memories. Time with a Virgo or a Libra will help you slow down and savor your blessings. Source: Holiday Mathis. Kameron is mommy's 'lil Libra. Sometimes People Can't Be Tamed, You Have to Let Them Free, To Find Somebody Just As Wild. You can’t move forward, if you keep looking back. -You are now allowed to officially slap bitches- ♪All that you touch All that you see All that you taste All that you feel All that you love All that you hate All you distrust All that you save All that you give All that you deal All that you buy, beg, borrow or steal All you create All you destroy All that you do All that you say All that you eat everyone you meet All that you slight everyone you fight All that is now All that is gone All that’s to come and everything under the sun is in tune... but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.♪ ♪You can tell From the scars on my arms And cracks in my hips And the dents in my car And the blisters on my lips That I'm not the carefullest of girls You can tell From the glass on the floor And the strings that're breaking And i keep on breaking more And it looks like i am shaking But it's just the temperature And then again If it were any colder i could disengage If i were any older i could act my age But i don't think that you'd believe me It's Not The Way I'm Meant To Be It's just the way the operation made me And you can tell From the state of my room That they let me out too soon And the pills that i ate Came a couple years too late And I've got some issues to work through There i go again Pretending to be you Make-believing That i have a soul beneath the surface Trying to convince you It was accidentally on purpose I am not so serious This passion is a plagiarism I might join your century But only on a rare occasion I was taken out Before the labor pains set in and now Behold the world's worst accident I am the girl anachronism And you can tell By the red in my eyes And the bruises on my thighs And the knots in my hair And the bathtub full of flies That I'm not right now at all There i go again Pretending that I'll fall Don't call the doctors Cause they've seen it all before They'll say just Let Her Crash And Burn She'll learn The attention just encourages her And you can tell From the full-body cast That I'm sorry that i asked Though you did everything you could (like any decent person would) But i might be catching so don't touch You'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff Don't get me wet Because the bandages will all come off And you can tell From the smoke at the stake That the current state is critical Well it is the little things, for instance: In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses: Please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her... I don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this So i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest I was too precarious removed as a Cesarean Behold the worlds worst accident I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM♪ I’m Kourtneey. You can’t explain me or contain me. Sometimes I don’t even think I know who I am. I say things with out thinking. Some people think it’s good, others get mad. I hate white chocolate, but love white chocolate covered pretzels. I’m a paradox. Ill do anything to get what I want. I let things I want go away. Ill tell you everything you need to know about me, but you won’t really know me. I decide who to make you think I am. I tell people just enough to think they know the real me, and keep everything else secret. Sometimes I think the voices I hear make more sense than any one that has their own body. I think that some people are born without souls, but they don’t know it. I believe we were all born with all the knowledge possible, and sometimes it is revealed to you, VIA Déjà vu. I was convinced my dolls were alive as a child, so I cut all their judging heads off, and buried them. The quickest way to my heart is to hate* me.* The quickest way for me to hate you is to judge* me.* I stand up for people that wont stand up for themselves, and then yell at them for not doing it. I like weird people. Yes, you are unique, just like everyone else. I normally make about as much sense as GIR on Invader Zim. Some people think I’m lazy and don’t think I do anything, others have seen me up three days straight sober muttering to myself painting. Sometimes I have to be reminded to eat, or drink, or Ill forget. Mentally handicapped people are stunningly interesting to me. Most times I think they are smarter than “regular” people. I researched Serial Killers for fun. I’m terrified of Death, but in awe of it. I have a mental file the size of my walk-in closet. But people still talk to me. Sometimes my son looks at me like he’s wondering what’s wrong with me, and I give the same look back to him. I’m the girl next door, the one your parents wouldn’t let you play with. I have a lot of friends, but have very little all at the same time. I’m interested in everything everyone has to say, but wonder what they are really thinking. It’s hard to get a picture of me actually smiling, but there are tons of them with me acting like it. I love my son, and I think he is the only one that truly understands me. I have two really close friends, and one is my mother. Most people hate me when they first meet me, but with in a month normally love me. I don’t know why. I think ramen noodles smell like piss and so do cheerios. Even after all this information, You still don’t know me. ♪speak to me tell me something so typical a lullaby or something miserable that will keep me up at night cross out my eyes i know you planned it you know i love you and i can't stand it we just lost control (we just lost control) lie to me give me something worth living for tell me a reason worth fighting for give me anything, anything to keep me breathing lie to me give me something worth living for tell me a reason worth fighting for give me anything, anything to keep me breathing go lie to me tell me stories so beautiful an epic of something so terrible that it makes me weep cross out these days on your calendar it hurts me so much and im not quite sure i care anymore♪ Raise your glass We have incorporated Place your bets We're all so sick of waiting Queen takes jack You got me this time but i"ll get you back So pick a number To all the ones who tried the most was I supposed to cheer your efforts Sorry that I chose so poorly Golly gee, am I the poster girl? She's the kind of girl who looks for love in all the lonely places The kind who comes to poker pockets stuffed with kings and aces She's the kind of girl who only asks you over when its raining Just to make you lie there catching water dripping from the ceiling Lift your hats Off to the checkout girls with tattooed backs They'd make an angels skin crawl If you ask them for assistance There's an even chance You'll get a number To all the girls at pearl the surly boys who get to masticate them I've a prize for each and every one of you so just be patient To all the ones that hated me the most a toast You really had me going for a second I was nervous boy, am I the poster girl? She's the kind of girl who gets her slings and arrows from the dumpster The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her She's the kind of girl who leaves out condoms on the bedroom dresser Just to make you jealous of the men she fucked before you met her To all the ones who thought they knew me best a test to prove your prowess Who was mine in '99? I want last names and current status To all the ones who hated me the most a toast you really had me going for second I was nervous, boy am I the poster girl for some suburban sickness? Better keep a healthy distance Now its up to you know what to do its pretty Dirty business "I think of photography like therapy. It's something I need to do. If I don't take pictures for a month, I really miss it. It's a relationship to the world I need, a distance: It's being more present and somehow less present." -Harry Gruyaert- \\|\|\|/ (ÖÖ) +-oooO--(_)-------+ (º·.¸((¨·.¸ ¸.·¨))¸.·º) Don’t Judge Me Based On Your Ignorance. (¸.·º((¸.·¨* ¨·.¸))º·.¸) +------------Ooo--+ \|__\|__\| \|\| \|\| ooO Ooo "This is the end, beautiful friend. It hurts to set you free, But you'll never follow me. The end of laughter and soft lies. The end of nights we tried to die. This is the... end." Love cannot save you from your own fate. Jim Morrison Inspiration is for fucking amateurs.*
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