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honestly. I've gotten too caught up with time and my mom's kept me busy.
I turned 16 a few weeks ago. It's cool.
A few days ago I felt kinda happy for the first time.
(Read my post on myspace. It was full of life and crap.)
I guess you can only hold on to happiness for so long.
With me....just a few days.
My luck.

Now. I think Time is starting to run ( Read more... )

i'm shut out again. or maybe it's me that's shutting out the world. "Last year will happen if you keep giving in." She came home intoxicated again. You know I hate it when she does this. It reminds me of the times you used to. Maybe, just once, I should do something stupid like that. To make a point, I mean. --Love is nothing because if it was, she ( Read more... )

no one knows everything.
if they did, they'd know what the person sitting next to them is feeling.

i'm screening my calls as if they are complete strangers.
Maybe it's me that's become the stranger. "You've changed so much."
Have I?!? And you're just now figuring it out.
9 months. I want to break down. 
12 months. A brand NEW year.
A year that can make everything horrible.
But here we go with competion.
"Well. I had no one, you had everyone."

How the ( Read more... )

I think I may just stop using lj and use my myspace blog.
(http://blog.myspace.com/kyrsten813) if you're interested.
I post almost everything I post in here in there...so...uh...yeah.

i've snapped.
it's taken all day, but I'm alright with it, I guess.
Relapsing couldn't feel any less like home.
I thought maybe you'd leave since I wrote my last page last ( Read more... )

so tonight I'm basically locked in. today was different, and I felt weird. Fake...is all I have been calling myself this week. Today I felt...different. Yes. In a good way. But no. In bad a way. It was kind of a bad feeling with a very good feeling mixed in one. I didn't like it. It was like my world was pieces itself together...but breaking apart ( Read more... )

for some strange reason, I still have a live journal. I need a life.

so today I was listening to anti-flag and stuff. It kind of made me hate the music that has been in my cd player for a year. It just seemed so fake for that one moment.  But it got me thinking.  I don't have to be emo...or scene...I don't have to listen to a certain type of music ( Read more... )

I've been thinking a lot about whether or not I should go and live with my dad. Things can get so much worse here...but I'm afraid of what will happen to me. Neglection on both ends, I just don't know which one I'd rather have. I'm the blame on only one end, but I hardly know the other. Ya know?? My brother told me my mom wanted me to go live with ( Read more... )

I was asked to write a poem (about spring) today in my creative writing class.
it took me 5 minutes because she likes to rush us.
Imagine staring at hot pink paper for 20 minutes, then switching
to aqua to write a poem on. talk about major headache.
anyway...here's the "poem":

the wind blows as if it's the eraser on a pencil.
It holds the past, trying ( Read more... )