bye bye peasants

I have a feeling this blog is dead, and all it's readers.

It has been a good run. I have enjoyed it very much.

This blog is a bit childish and it really sucks.

I hope y'all have a totally rad life. 

Love everyone, no matter their faults.

Love,

Kara Diane Rhodes  

P.s. The man that is worth your tears won't make you cry. 

don't let the sadness win.

i took a chance, what a lovely decision

I used to think I'd never be that girl who'd be head over heels for some boy. I would never be so infatuated in high school. I couldn't spend all my time thinking about one boy all day. I had too many plans for my future to be stuck on one person. 

I guess I was wrong. I still think it's idiotic to be in a relationship in high school, so I suppose you could call me a hypocrite. I hope you don't think less of me now. I am a teenager, and we make the worst decisions. I may or may not have made one. At the moment it just seems right. 

I met a boy, or I would like to call him a man. He seems a lot more man than any other guy I've ever been with. So, I will call him what I'd like. This man may still have a young boy essence to him, but he's still a man none the less. 

He treats me well, no need to worry about that. If you looked up the definition of a gentleman, you'd see his picture there. Nobody saw it coming. It was unexpected and lovely. We are an odd pair if I do say so. He's a cowboy, strong and true. I've always wished for a cowboy, and now I've got one.

I don't know if it will last, and I don't care.

I am happy and cared about.

I just like him, and I hope you're okay with that.

always and forever,

kara 

cruise

Head to toe warmth.
Melting in the heart.
Butterflies are worse than ever.
Covers, and almost fills
that hole deep down.
Safe and cared about.

I finally feel good.

And it's all thanks to him.

always,

Kara Diane 

she's something else

The red  truck.

Gentleness.

Rough. Rugged.

Incredibly sweet.

I have so much to say, 

but so little words.

I've felt so many different

emotions in a small amount of time. 

It's consuming me all together.

All my thoughts are in this direction. 

It's scaring me, but I think I like it. 

and the weirdest thing is, 

is that i think he meets them.

always,

kara

catch up with the end

Hullo. I guess I haven't really posted anything lately. If I did, it was quickly deleted. I don't like my writing as much as I did. It's whatever. I'm sure I will get some inspiration soon, if not that just really sucks.

My life has taken quiet the turn. I used to think no one could ever love me. That I was silly and no one would love my curly hair. Boy, was I wrong. I found that a few males did enjoy me, and my curly hair. Who would have though? Yeah, not me. I realized something very important. I like being not liked sometimes. I loved the things they'd say to me, but after awhile none of it seemed special anymore. It's as if they were saying that I was "beautiful" just to say it. I started to feel like they were trying to win a prize. And guys, I am not a toy.

The drama has slowly taken a different route. I hope it will soon be diminished. I just don't like drama. I love those boys dearly. Just not the drama or the way they treat me sometimes. It's not okay to try and change the way someone feels. If I don't like you, I don't like you. It won't change. Sorry to tell you that, but it's the truth. The point is, is that I learned a few things this past few months.

I've been extremely obsessed with Lord Of The Rings lately. My english teacher (who is also my bishop, yes it is awkward), decided that we had to read the second book. When it comes to books, I am up for anything really. Romance is a favorite. I guess I have become quite the nerd. I just like it though. I'm pretty sure I was born to marry Aragorn. He's just so lovely.

I survived my first drive in the snow today. I was pretty proud of myself for not killing anyone. Props to me. I asked one of my dear friends to a dance last night, and I hope he says yes. We'd have a blast. I've been listening to Christmas music for a least a month now. It just makes me so happy. I can't handle it. I am officially in a gang. We all have matching navy tattoos on our left hipish area. It makes me feel special and stuff. Plus we basically flash each other everyday, and they have abs so, I'm cool with it.

This post is completely irrelevant to most of you. I'm sorry for that. Sometimes you just have to tell your blog about your life I guess. I love my life at the moment. Even though there is pointless boy drama, and I still don't have a boyfriend. I love it will all of me. My best friend makes everything just radical. All my new friends make me laugh and smile. I just like my life and stuff.

love love,
Kara Rhodes

to be or not to be

They have me sitting under a microscope watching my every move. Just waiting for me to mess up. My brain has been dissected multiple times. Thoughts pour into me. Everything is mixed in my mind. I don't know which thoughts are my own, or what thoughts have been influenced by others. My emotions are strained and being pulled from every pore. 

I am tired.  And I am unbearably sick of it. 

always,

kara