Name: Love Laugh Live Your Life or my real name is Lauren. You could call me either or if you want to LLLYL for short. I don't really care.

Profile pic: That is my dog (the brown one) and my neighbors' dog (the yellow one). They are both labs and they love to play together, which is what they are doing in the picture.

Age: Like I would tell you that!

Gender: Female.

Favorite books: Nightshade series, North of Beautiful, Naturals series, Twilight (but I only like Leah and Rosalie, tells you a lot about myself doesn't it :)) Basically Paranormal Romance in which there are strong female main characters. You'd be surprised how hard it is to find that. And yes, I am a feminist.

Favorite Movies: Httyd 12, Big Hero Six, Brave, Tangled, Rotg, and Descendants, plus others I can't remember right now.

Favorite TV shows: Gravity Falls (Which I like, but can never really get into it that much), Bones (Which is too good I can't even contemplate looking at the fandom 'cause I'm sure it is not as good as the real thing), My Babysitter's a Vampire (Which is so good that it hurts me every time I re-watch an episode knowing that they won't be making anymore), and Every Witch Way (Which just ended after it's fourth season. And she choose Jax!!)

Favorite activities: I love skiing, swimming, acting, writing, reading, and hanging out with my friends.

Stories I have and will write:

I have written lots of poetry, a story that I decided to not continue, some songfics/ poetry, and a few one-shots. I am working on the tenth chapter of Blind Eyes Can Sometimes See. Yes, I'm still working on it! You can see it down below. I am also working on another one-shot that I have yet to name about a dream I had. It's Hijack, as most of my stories are and I'm warning anyone who might read it when I post, the characters are very OOC. Short summary: Hendrick gets a very cryptic message from the local grocery's owner Gothi and finds that he is suppose to be a leader of some kind of group that will save the world. Only problem is, he has no idea who these people are and for some reason he believes that he has been reincarnated. But that's crazy, right? The future will probably include more poetry and maybe more one-shots? I dunno, it's the future!

How I would really like someone to react to finding out paranormal creatures/ paranormal people or a variation there of exist:

“So, um, how do you feel about all of this?” The normally cheerful girl asked with a sincere smile.

She blinked once. Twice. Then she took in each expression. One was happy, hopeful that she would believe the undeniable truth standing before her. Though considering the girl that was wearing that expression, it wasn’t that off from her normal state of mind. The other was guarded, lips turned down in a frown, rigid body posture, everything about him screaming at her to turn away and run. But then she met his eyes and through his rigid outer core, she saw a brief flickering second of hope. Hope that she would believe them. Hope that she would believe him. And then she knew, knew the stories she heard from her Grandma at Halloween about the creatures, the big and the beautiful, and the small and the scaly, that they were all true. And the weird vibe she got from these two from the beginning of the year was her body telling her that these “people” weren’t people at all. So in the end she only had one question to ask.

“So, what does this have to do with me?”

And the girl jumped and whooped for all she was worth and the withdrawn boy let out a genuine smile and she knew the answer to the girl’s previous question had already been answered as soon as she didn’t run away running and screaming. Or had fainted. ‘Cause that would have ruined her rep, and that was something she could never do. But when the cheerful girl drew her in for a hug and smeared her perfume all over her body, all over her favorite pair of jeans, she didn’t withdraw like she might have at one time, for the first time, she didn’t resist. In fact, and if anyone questioned her at a later date she would have threatened them for all they were worth, but it was safe to think she even drew in a little closer. And everyone in that room knew that as the boy added his long arms to the hug, there was no one remotely human in that room and in that moment, nobody cared.

Social Media:
I don't really take part in any types of social media, just not my cup of tea, but you can PM whenever. Not saying I will respond to it right away, but you can go ahead and do it! You could also review to one of my stories even if it is not about the story.

Just something I liked:

Dear bullies,
See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself. You know that girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting on make-up hoping people will like her. That boy you just tripped? He is abused enough at home. See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. See that young boy you just picked on for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor. That guy you just made fun of for crying? His mother is dying.
Re-Post this if you are against bullying. Do it! Even if you don't have an account, make an account then GO DO IT!

If you were looking for anything that would tell you about my world views or characteristics, you should read my stories, they will tell you more of the kind of person then a few measly sentences ever will... Sorry about that, my evil twin took over for a second there. She is also responsible for all of my angst-y stories, so if you get feels, it is not my fault!! She likes pulling at your heartstrings. And that is what you need to know about me! :)