Mayhaps, one upon looking at a spoon should not be moved to think if it would be possible to use that spoon to dig out one's own heart...Mayhaps, that is not the thoughts one should be thinkig. *sighs*
I may now be called: plain Kate, bonny Kate, and sometimes Kate the curst. At least for one scene and then Nerissa in the next. In other words, I am now cast in an original work at The Gallery Theatre
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I am unmedicated. So if by soem odd chance you are reading this and thinking "What a whiny little bitch. She just needs to get over it." I have depression (and no spell check right now lol) and it akments *ms* every-little-thing making it awful in my mind. I am having few lucid moments right now -this being one- where I know everythign will be fine
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I just realized a good chuck of my social life was with the two friends who turned their backs on me and now I am left with a huge amount of nothing to do over break. I hate how shy I am. Social anxiety sucks and let me tell you this slap to my...whatever is affected...does not help in the slightest with my paranoia that no one wants me around to
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So I am not paranoided nor stupid. Ihave been made a pariah by my so called best friends and my own aunt is trying to make me a pariah from the family. I just need to know what I am doing wrong let me fix it. People tell me I am not doing anything wrong but how can that be? If it is why am I being punished? What did I do? Why can't I fix it? Change
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Of Crouse the Grand Marshal is Vin Scully. His absolute childhood hero and today's. The only reason I know who Mr. Scully is is because of my Lion who I love and adore and miss more than anything. Yes, I know I am spelling his name wrong. Oh dear lord why? Imissmy Lion.