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This is my journal
- The End -
♥ ♥ ♥
taLk it all OUT--
Thursday, September 22, 2005
my heart weakens on this day
today was alright i suppose.
hopefully i'll get to enjoy this 4 day weekend. thanks Ms.Rita.
I didn't wanna take my economics test anyway. man, my mom is going to
turn the key in a few minutes for my mouth. i know its gonna hurt
like crazy. I dont think God wants me to be happy with a nice
boy :( I want this hurricane to take me down with the rest of
this town.
take me out of my misery
take me out of my pain
take me out of my sorrow
I cant even look amongst the stars and have a slight feeling of
hope for myself or my future. I try my best at everything i do but all i
get is shit thrown back in face. I'm fucking tired of it.
I made some kool aid today, tropical punch to be exact. yumz.
anna hung around james again today. made me a tad bit emo.
i feel like watching a lovey dovey movie ♥
watching it alone saddens me though. if it rains which i'm sure it is,
i hope my mom doesn't get all protective and lets me play in it.
who cares if a huge piece of a house hits me. i'll love every minute of it.
well whatever, as you can tell by the foul depressing words i use
this is not quite the happy go lucky entry you'd hope for.
im gonna try to eat some french fries my mom made for me.
if i dont go to school monday,
im probably dead in back of my house
xHeal these wounds you've left upon mex
♥ ♥ ♥
- kristin -
neverbeapart9:56 PM
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My name is Kristin.
I play drums, marching snare to be exact.
Boys with nice hair can get me in a heartbeat.
I live in small southern town in Texas where not much happens. Just a few highschool fights & random havoc keeps us alive.
Starting to have a small obsession with the word emo/screamo/scene and everything affliated with it.
Photography is love ♥ (i need batteries for my digital camera ... le sigh)
I'm a sucker for romantic schit.
My fave snack is strawberry jello. yumz
Randomness is sexy (i should know HA! i kid)
Zombies like wow. (i like watching horror movies, as well as comedy)
I hate doing this so early in the morning.
my back starts hurting and i usually want to go to sleep o_O
♥ ♥ ♥
Fin
©
kristin inc.
wish upon a star
- waiting to go to see My Chemical Romance next Saturday
*check em out* MCR
- i want sum Vans slip on's, they look rad
- October tickets to see A7X
- strawberry jello ♥
- f*ck it, I want Jamison Covington!
- possibly some new gear/drum crap/trendy fashion schtuff/"new threads" hahaha.
ha! wow ....
I didn't know you were a whore. Gross, nasty, blah. you should be on your little street corner.
making some money for your pimp daddy. schlut.
its alright though, everybody is a whore nowadays.rock on you.
congrats ♥
Boys really should make funny faces more often
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