Teenage girls today are little, snot-faced bitches.  They cuss like sailors, act too smart for their own good, and seem proud to be brats.  I know I was a total pain in the ass at 16, but I sure as hell did not pride my self on being a little C-yoU-Next-Tuesday.  I actually had one of my 17-year-old cousin’s little friends call me a nigger on Facebook.  First off, that word is NOT socially acceptable.  And secondly, WTF?  Are you serious with your big, stupid mouth, little girl.

Okay I’m done.  I hope I never have a daughter because if this trend continues, I’m going to have to beat her daily as a teenager. (I’m kidding… mostly…)

~K~

Yep… Off the market.

My love leave yourself behind
Beat inside me, leave you blind

My love you have found peace
You were searching for release

You gave it all
Give into the call
You took a chance and you took a fall for us

You came thoughtfully, and then faithfully
You taught me honor
You did it for me

Today you will sleep for good
You will wait for me my love

Now I am strong
You gave me all
You gave all you had and now I am home

My love leave yourself behind
Beat inside me, leave you blind

My love look what you can do
I am mending, I’ll be with you

You took my hand
You added a plan
You gave me your heart
I asked you to dance with me

You loved honestly did what you could believe

I know in peace you go, I hope relief is yours

Now I am strong
You gave me all
You gave all you had and now I am home
My love leave yourself behind
Beat inside me, I’ll be with you.

If I went and filled the bath tub with hot water, would you notice?

If I took off all of my clothes and got in the tub, would you notice? I

f I scrubbed every inch of my porcelain skin, would you notice?

If I slit my wrists and the water began to turn red, would you notice?

If my head slid under and I could hear my favorite song in the distance, would you notice?

Probably not.

~K~

How I wish you were here… ~K~

You know that bad ass, guitar playing little boy in “School of Rock”?  Well he’s obviously not a kid anymore and he got a DUI.  WTF.  Sad.

So, my cousin, Missy,  was killed in an accident with a drunk driver in May.  She was amazing.  I seriously do not know another person who can not only draw a crowd of 500+ to a funeral, but end up with everyone dancing to a DJ spinning at said funeral.  She was amazing.  I miss her so much.

Getting to my point.  There is a benefit at The Flytrap tomorrow.  Her brother-in-law, Curt, and his band are playing along with djs spinning.  It’s going to be amazing.  It’s to raise money for her 9-year-old son, Jackson, that was left behind in this fucking mess.  A program is in the process of being established called “Missy’s Keys For Cabs”.  Basically, if you’re smart enough to admit you’re too drunk to drive and hand your car keys off to a patron, you get a free cab ride home.  I’m not sure which patrons are getting on board with this, but I heard the Budweiser is getting on board with it. 

It’s amazing that the tragic loss of such a beautiful soul is not in vain.  I hope this program pans out and drunk driving accidents and violations drop dramatically in the Tulsa area.  Maybe it will set an example for other places in the country.  It is senseless to sustain a loss due to lack of proper judgement.  I hope this will prevent at least one family from experiencing the heartbreak my family is currently struggling with.

~K~ 

I’m sorry I made you take your own dog to the vet last night. When you got home, you wouldn’t even look at me. You played the Wii and smoked the green all night. I sat in the corner with the cat on my lap and kept quiet. Alone.

I miss when you couldn’t keep your hands off of me. Intertwined fingers. Rough kisses. Passion. It’s not there anymore. I rarely make an attempt to get out of sweatpants because you don’t notice. We’re older, but we’re still young. I don’t feel young.

This caged bird might fly away as soon as the opportunity arises. It’s just nice to be noticed…

Random thoughts to help you get to know me:

• Real friends don’t just Facebook you. They pick up the phone.
• Spelling and grammatical errors will force me to stop talking to people via text or internet.
• Even though I’m attached, I secretly miss the days where I had a lover I didn’t have to love.
• I used to want to get married and have kids… not so much anymore…
• I hate being talked over and if someone does it enough, I just stop talking.
• I’m not much on material possessions, but if my iPhone could fulfill my sexual needs, I’d probably marry it. 
• I pretend I don’t care what people think even though I do care.
• I have very view vices, but they’re bad ones: nicotine, caffiene and vodka.
• I try to be positive even though that angsty teen still lurks deep inside.
• I love my best friend more than pretty much anyone.  She completes me.
• I aspire to one day be a crazy, cat lady.
• I have decided to stop cutting, dying, and straightening my hair.  Why yes, I do look like a hot mess most days.
• I think my huge rack makes me look like a circus freak. 
• I have like a million tattoo ideas and lack the funds/courage to get them.
• Clarence Greenwood aka Citizen Cope will be mine despite the 18 year age difference.
• I don’t dress up often because people comment on it.  I’d rather them act like it’s a normal thing.
• I love make-up and would spend my life savings at MAC if I could justify it.
• I don’t like repeating myself.
• Stupid people really get on my nerves.  I’m not talking about people with any kind of mental handicap or learning disability, I’m talking about fully functional adults that are just dumbasses.
• I cuss so much that sailors blush.  It’s a really bad habit.
• I’m currently putting the tumblr app on my iPhone, so I’ll probably never look at this website again. :)