July 2010
9 posts
rant rant rant
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...
Why I'm crying
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...
I wonder...
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~
wow.
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...
Too young to be this old.
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...
Me.
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...
