| I'm still chasing that Hollywood dream. My greatest fear would be to die without the world ever knowing my name, now that's scary. Hi, my name is Lucas Brenton, I like the cold side of the pillow, I'm liking you already. Today's society has made me hate the way I look, it is the reason for my constant body modifications. It feels like I am trapped in this vicious beauty paegent, and I can't get out. I am loud and confusing, but you'll learn to love me. When I become intoxicated, I tend to fall in love, at least once or twice. I've learnt in life that there is no time to discriminate, hate every motherfucker that stands in your way! Hey, people are going to talk about you anyway, might as well give them something fun to say. I'll either intimidate or entertain or, most likely both. I'm definately not conceited, I'm 17 and single. Do I make you want to LA LA, in the kitchen, on the floor? I indeed think so. Now that's conceited. I'm a very nice person, and will get along with people fine, but I do have an opinion and I will express it. I am too clumsy, and don't know my left from right. I laugh too much, and talk when I'm not supposed to. I have a problem with making decisions for myself, I also have a bad memory. I couldn't care less what you think of me, hate me or love me. But remember, you're no one until you're talked about. I cannot get myself to trust, these days..who can you trust. Yourself. Talk to me, I'll most likely talk back. But that doesn't mean I'll like you, or that there will be a second time. I want to meet someone who will waste my spare time, any takers? I need, want, crave someone who will obsess, over me and that the feeling is mutual. "To have survived, he would have had to be either more cynical or even further from reality than he was. Instead, he was a poet on a street corner trying to recite to a crowd pulling at his clothes.." Is what you'll read about me in the history books. I will live the Hollywood dream. And you will all watch my 'E' true Hollywood story. |
