If you want the rainbow, you have to deal with the rain

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 15:57:55 GMT

"It's exhausting being incredibly, indescribably pleased."

Sun, 04 Oct 2009 04:16:28 GMT

Sometimes I think my sole purpose in the universe is to make others happy at my own expense.

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 01:40:49 GMT

It hurts.

Wed, 29 Jul 2009 16:08:20 GMT

This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. Without my rifle, I am nothing.

Sat, 25 Jul 2009 22:03:41 GMT

"I'd rather run the other way then stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears."

Tue, 21 Jul 2009 20:43:59 GMT

Never have I ever wanted to pack up and run away as badly as I do right now.

My regrets are
What keep me still alive
I need to make
Up for all the lies

Tue, 21 Jul 2009 03:20:39 GMT

I'm using you. I don't care about you. I'm just passing the time. You're just a number. Just the next best thing.

Sun, 19 Jul 2009 05:35:09 GMT

Seriously. Fuck all of this. I just want my numbers up. I want to fuck and not feel. Period. I want to fuck you and forget you. Because I can't and I don't care about anyone these days.

Kid

Sat, 18 Jul 2009 08:07:00 GMT

And this is how our lovely friendship started.

kole_miester
2004-09-01 05:47 pm UTC (link)
hmmm...... what would i do for a klon-dyke..........whoops did i say that?
ha! yeah i don't think id really do anything for a klondike bar. now strabucks icecream on the other hand.....

Wed, 17 Jun 2009 05:48:15 GMT

I wish I could play music. Anything. Because sometimes, my world is just so perfect a song.

It was the type of feeling that can't be explained
The way she moved her lips drove me insane
Now I'm left here in the wake of something more.
She made it hard to leave as she stood by the door
In a v-neck T-shirt and nothing more than
A single tear rolling down her cheek, whoa

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a phone call at 4am.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to steal my heart and leave.

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a story to tell your friends.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to make me fall again.

It's getting hard, I know, believe me I feel you
I can't fall asleep knowing you're not home
Is it too much to ask, can't you just pick up the phone?

We've had our share of fights,
I know it's not easy when I'm never home,
I have my own dreams
Like you have your life planned out back home

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a phone call at 4am.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to steal my heart and leave.

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a story to tell your friends.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to make me fall again.

And I, will always stand between us
And hold you so high
Just enough to watch you fade
Tonight you'll cry yourself asleep
As I lay awake in some far off city
Pretend you're lying next to me
Eyes wide open dreaming of you

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a phone call at 4am.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to steal my heart and leave.

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a phone call at 4am.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to steal my heart and leave.

Don't go away again,
I want to be more than a story to tell your friends.
Seems like every time you come back home
It's just to make me fall again.

Fri, 12 Jun 2009 22:37:06 GMT

She said it.

Tue, 09 Jun 2009 21:39:50 GMT

What if I'm right? Are you willing to take that chance? To just give up?

Thu, 04 Jun 2009 02:29:07 GMT

The answer is staring you in the face but you have to make it complicated because you're just too fucking damaged to know what makes you happy.

ORLANDO COULD NOT COME FAST ENOUGH.

Thu, 28 May 2009 02:35:43 GMT

Some nights... I just wish you would call me from a private number and sing me to sleep.

How deep is your vagina?

Mon, 25 May 2009 21:27:28 GMT

I probably would have felt more inclined to update on the hilariousness of last night if my cousin hadn't just disowned me for being depressed. So naturally, I feel like breaking down because now I am a "burden" to her.

I met Britt last night after 5 years of being friends with the girl and bitching to her about life all the time. I wish we were better friends.

Who the fuck just drops their blood like that? We were fucking close. I am every bitches burden. Fuck this.

36

Fri, 22 May 2009 18:30:50 GMT

For the first time in my life I am genuinely worried about all the junk I eat. My stomach just isn't as flat as it used to be and that gets to me, which in turn, makes me feel pathetic for sounding like one of those kinda girls.

Time for a change.

Mon, 18 May 2009 03:25:31 GMT

I need you.

41 days. The countdown begins.

Blame the roots

Sat, 16 May 2009 03:50:05 GMT

Being in Orlando makes me feel so hood.

Sat, 09 May 2009 05:47:43 GMT

For the first time in over two years I am talking to Patrick.

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 04:04:28 GMT

So much damage has been done.. so much.

And at the end of the day....

Tue, 14 Apr 2009 23:12:31 GMT

Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I get high with a little help from my friends,
Oh I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I just need someone to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love

I'm gonna be your biggest addiction.

Sun, 12 Apr 2009 23:07:31 GMT

Ashleigh, yes, it was a messed up comment and I shouldn't have started shit. But that's it. That's all I'm sorry for.

As for you, Marylin, I really don't have anything to say to you. You've got no idea who I am these days and it's pathetic that you would bring up shit from almost 3 years ago. Things change. You have changed, so have I. Know your shit.

Whoa, a real update?!

Fri, 10 Apr 2009 00:06:29 GMT

Okay. Just a few things.

For starters, last night I ended up going to the Fair.
"Kim, you're putting it in the wrong hole!"
-"Wow, I've never gotten that before."

Moving along.
Whimsy lady had to have done drugs at some point in her life.
She googled Google. And actually clicked the link to it.
"I don't know if you've ever picked up a Playboy, it can be kind of raunchy, I mean there's naked women, but..."
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Childrens Lit.

And with that I leave you an original Kim poem:

(Currently untitled)
Scrub-a-dub-dub
There's an elephant in my tub
I thought it would be a laugh
To try and give him a bath
He filled up his trunk
There was a "splash!" and "KER-PLUNK"
Before I knew what to do
I was taking a bath too!

=]

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 20:59:55 GMT

The thing is, I can be angry. It gets me by. I can work myself up enough to be FURIOUS with you. But sometimes. I feel like I'm falling apart remembering the good times. What could have been. It's those times that I start wondering if you still have dreams about me. I guess I'm just waiting for you to wake up one day and realize how completely FUCKED you are for choosing him. I know you love me. What I don't know is why you gave that up to live an unhappy life that you are bleeding away by your own hand.

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 00:29:51 GMT

Honestly?

I'm just not okay. And I can't remember a time I ever was.