"If you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
Name:
"Don't wear it out honey."
Emma Maggie Loraine
Nickname:
"Not a fan of them but, what the heck."
Em, Mag, Lori
Age:
21
Store:
Game Stop
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Do Work At The Mall?:
Yes
If So, Do You Like To?:
"I wouldn't be workin' if I told you I didn't like it."
Yes, she loves to work around her favorite subject and activity in today's life.
Likes:
+ Working at the mall
+ Independence
+ Playing the guitar
+ Fun People
+ The Movies
+ Video Games
+ Comic Books
+ Tattoos
+ Art
+ Skater Dudes
+ Music
Dislikes:
- Being called out of her name
- Smart asses
- Jerks -Even if she is a little bit-
- People her own age telling her what to do
- Rude People
- Romance Movies
- Candied Apples
- Tattoos
- Piercings
- Too Much Makeup
- Stupid Movies
- Dumb People
Thoughts on The Mallrats/Workers?:
Worker; She doesn't really care for the Mallrats as long as they don't break, steal or do anything else she doesn't like, they are cool with it.
Personality:
"I'm a bundle of joy!"
If that was only the truth. She seems like a quiet person when you look at her from afar but as you try to get to know her, she can actually come off as a generous person. Emma is not a lovable person, she isn't a person to just fall in love with the cutest guy in the world. Either she likes you or she dislikes you because, she thinks love and hate are big words -emotionally wise. Being an unlovable person she also comes off as a person who is hard to talk to. Say something that comes of wrong or rubs her the wrong way and she'll defiantly go off like a bull who sees the color red. Meeting her will either be enjoyable or the worst experience of your life.
Now, if your asking if she is a video game freak then you have came to the right girl. There isn't a day she wouldn't be playing any type of electronic game. From Call of Duty, to Mario bros; she plays them all. She loves to make up her own type of fashion by mixing things up that won't match and making them into one complete outfit. From wearing pants that are two irregular colors to shoes that dazzle and sparkle like the sun. She's one of those crazy fashionistas.
"Fashion is fashion, no matter what it's made of."
History:
"I don't like bein' treated like a game. Pausin' me whenever you want a break, and restartin' me when your about to lose."
Gangsta by Kat Dahlia
Gangsta Lyrics:
You say you a gangsta, that don’t impress me none
You say you a gangsta, ain’t seen a thing you done
I do it all on myself, I ain’t getting help
From no one, from no one
Yeah I’m young, 21, living in a crazy world
But I know the difference between a man and a herb
You frontin like you got it, claim they hittin on your wallet
Gucci tellin you the time and you watch it,
Now I ain't stuntin like my daddy, he’s livin with my grammie
Used to be a big baller, he's survivin off of gamblin
But I love him, he’s my daddy, yeah I love him he’s my daddy
Put him in a big house, before I ever see a grammy
And my mommy started working days at the church
Finding faith in God 'cause the real world hurts
So much evil lurks, they just make us work
But we can’t find work
Abuella, mommy and the girls, in a one bedroom
South beach lifestyle, they just paying for the view
Mommy on the couch, since she was 42
Sacrificing for the kids, 'cause that’s what mommys do
So I smoke my spliff, I spliff it hard
Candy says to stop, my voice is getting too harsh
So I sobered up, and my thoughts they rush
And now I think of you behind bars
Cross state lines, they spliffin' good
In Miami you catch a charge
And the whole family tears apart
[Hook] x 2
You say you a gangsta, that don’t impress me none
You say you a gangsta, ain’t seen a thing you done
I do it all on myself, I ain’t getting help
From no one, from no one
And this recession's so depressin
My parents don’t stop stressin
Just hopin I learned all their lessons
And I’m paying for this session
I’m paying for this session
And I’m paying rent, food, clothes, phone, christmas presents
6 shots in, I’m just countin all my blessings
No days off baby I ain’t restin
I told my sins, now I’m done confessin
You say you a gangsta, but that don’t impress me none
You say you a gangsta, ain’t seen a thing you done
I do it all on myself, I ain’t getting help
From no one, from no one
On way to the top, I make with what I got
You want my number baby, I’m on a mission, catch up
Men sellin love like thieves
But when the girlie leaves, he'll stop flirtin with me
So I took my heart off my sleeve
Never trust a man 'cause they all hungry
Yeah they all hungry
Never trust a man 'cause they all hungry
Right when you thought you had me
Baby you just lost someone
Finally got over you, baby time to move on
Never learned your lesson, ain’t even gonna question
Why it went so wrong
Right when you thought you had me
Baby you just lost someone
Finally got over you, baby time to move on
Never learned your lesson, ain’t even gonna question
Why it went so wrong
You say you a gangsta, that don’t impress me none
You say you a gangsta, ain’t seen a thing you done
Facts:
She uses words like "ain't" and never says the 'g' in a word that ends with 'ing'.
She isn't a hard smoker but, she smokes somethings other than regular cigarettes.