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Lola
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GenderFemale
IndustryStudent
LocationParent's house, Dirty South, United States
IntroductionI am a liminal being. I float in between where I was, and someplace better. I am usually violent. I am sometimes ill. I am often Lorelei, but I prefer being Lola.
InterestsPro-ana, pro-mia, pro-people, EDNOS, prozac, pro recovery, weight, loss, size, addiction, death, religion, feminism, pessimism, optimism, cynicism, -isms, places other than here
Favorite moviesGood bye, Lenin!, Le Chiavi di Casa, Der Untergang, Wings of Desire, Lola Rennt, Carnages, Children of Men, The Edukators, The Last Mimzy, Full Metal Jacket, O Brother Where Art Thou, The Fountain, Memoirs of a Geisha, Idiocracy, Atonement, Snatch, Juno, Curse of the Golden Flower, Transylvania
Favorite musicRammstein, E Nomine, Jethro Tull, Sigur Ros, Rise Against, Regina Spektor, Led Zepplin, Death Cab For Cutie, Interpol, Matisyahu, Xavier Naidoo, Ralph Stanley, The Pogues, T-pain, Warren Zevon, Kanye West, The Killers, Fiona Apple, MGMT
Favorite booksHis Dark Materials Trilogy, Our Lady of the Forest, Everything Is Illuminated, Body Outlaws, Purge, Appetites, Unbearable Weight, The Bhagavad Gita, Wintergirls, Gaining, most of my textbooks

Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?

Lionesses are the epitome of self-confidence. They know themselves better than anyone else. Manes are for stupid, posturing male lions, who require external clues about their supposed maturity.

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