I missed Tyler Brown, I really did.
He used to be, like, my best friend.
No. He used to be my very best friend.
Then we kind of... grew up.
I don't know.
It could have been anything.
But we're talking again, and it just made me realize how much I fucking missed him.
Really.
He used to know me better than anyone.
But I've changed so much since we stopped ( Read more... )

Life is wonderful.
Yesterday, I bought a car.
Cleaned out my bank account, but it was worth it.
Her name is Lucy.
She's a black 2006 Honda Civic.
Yes.
She drives like a dream.
She's pretty.
I'll post pictures once I get her all shined up.
Truthfully, I am in love.

Fasting today. Anyone want to join?

Be happy!

Kathryn.

oh, and the perfection
long, slow nights like the drip of honey
the last bit from the jar
sweet like endless summer
smooth against my tongue
the breeze, and it's inside me
in my veins, my lungs
i am air, pure and weightless
a thing of envy
we all want to be clouds
and most of us are concrete

it's summer now, and i've forgotten winter's chill
i am all scraped ( Read more... )

I don't think my father loves me ( Read more... )

HI!
Okay. So HCT was amazing, and I'll do a full write up about it when I have time.

I just wanted to post something that pretty much made my life today. Seriously, I can always count on my friends to make me smile.

WOAH its NOVEA: i dont know why but i always right poop instead of poor i do it on my homework all the time and if joey didnt copy it all ( Read more... )

First day back at school, and life is pretty uneventful.  That's alright with me, though.  Uneventful is better than bad things happening, right?  I like things being mellow.  Mellow is good ( Read more... )

So I got my license today.
Fucking. Just.
VICTORY!

btw: Nine in the Afternoon played on the radio before I took the test. Perfection, really. It was destiny.

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driving you mad.

I was born to a mother that thinks everything means something else.  I was born to a father that wouldn't notice nuance if it hit him in the face.  I have friends that don't pick things up as quickly as I'd like them to.

But really, none of that means anything.

I've always thought that I am where I came from:  these people, this place defined who I ( Read more... )

My name is Kathryn Rose McGonagle.
I was born on November 21, 1991.
That makes me a Scorpio, if you believe in astrology.
It also makes me 16.
I won't wax poetic about how hard it is to be a teenager, because, really, it's not so bad.
I'm tall, like, redwood tall ( Read more... )

On break finally.  I used the day wisely, frolicking outside in the wonderful sunshine. Jesus, I'm a hippie.  I seriously spent an hour lying in the grass and watching the clouds and just thinking about how beautiful the world can be.  I planted some sunflower seeds and worked in my garden a little.  My legs look like a bloodbath because in a fit ( Read more... )