carson

i don't want to be used
i won't take a used guy
i don't deserve a person
who keeps me in the dark
and doesn't show me the
real him it doesn't
work that way kay?

if any of you want to take me on a date to a ropes course, do it. i love them with a passion. i might shake and stop to take deep breaths. but i am sorta awesome at them. i've been called a spider monkey, and "the girl who ran up the pole". if you want to be amazed at my ability to climb a pole hoisted up by four ropes held by ten people and then jump off and hold on to a bar, and be the first one to do it. then just ask me.

i realized how much i'd like to run away

somewhere where the heartache would go away

the lies would be vanished from their lips

where i wouldn't stay up all night thinking

if i will have lost another friend tomorrow

or if one with stop speaking to me and stop caring

i wouldn't need to worry about being alone again tomorrow

my fish died. it was terribly tragic. rest in peace buck, for you  were an amazing fish, and one of my best friends.

i am in desperate need of music on my ipod. it has the worst music on it, and i am getting tired of it. if anyone wants to put music on it, be my guest. i might even give you a high five. 

i have a really funny bishop who calls me hot. it's fine.

i need a huge amount of make-up to contain the black under my eyes. i want to sleep, and i do sometimes. just not well and for a long period of time. someone should sing to me, any takers?

my stomach is twisting in knots, and stabbing me good. my eyes droop and blink hard. my heart is pumping blood, and trying not to get in trouble. my hands are alone and waiting for the right pair to hold them tight. my back is weak, but keeps pushing on.

treat me better,

kara