i've been gone for qute some time. i think i miss my room. going back means starting school work already. if i don't get my shit together this year, im fucked.

my goal of being stick skinny failed because living on your own in new york for 2 months makes you hungry[?]. no excuse i know. time tocks by as i prepare myself to go to florida and ( Read more... )

off to new york [finally]

graduation/gianina's bday was emotional and great.

i was so lucky to perform this year at graduation = bonding.

ahh. 3 hrs till i leave...

[at least i'll be back for my birthday]

2 weeks until my life changes for the better.


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ugh...
i'm done with the social scene.
i've gotten over it.
boys are bitches.
i'm really really scared.
who am i?
i'm hungry.
i'm too tired.
my brain hurts.
i'm fat.
i want to be pretty.
there are too many freeway shootings.

ok im done complaining.

dear life,

i don't mean to take you for granted and fuck up so majorly. but i know now is the time to fix it all before i take that next [big] step. please slow down time for me, i'm not ready [!].

~kindy in distress

kindy's at it again.

and she doesn't know what to do.

p.s. i love my life.

i lie way too much.

the end.

dear diary,

i just got back. he died yesterday. but i found out today. it broke me apart. i still don't want to believe it's true. i don't want to see anyone else that close to me dying ever again. because if my mom is next, i wouldn't know how to live my life.

~kindy

today was a fucking miracle.

it happened at 930. we were out by 10.

i drove today. and that was so convenient.

we actually got to see the outside world during an extremely nice day.

kindy loved the world today.

life sucks right now. i hate the world.

but at least i have my license. now i can runaway and hide forever.