it seems like our efforts are wasted, but yet it's never been in vain.
again, today sucked.
maybe it's me that sucks, not the day.
yeah, i think it's just me.
i've changed. alot. this summer i've become a jealous anti-social bitch who hates everyone and everything. and this, my friends, is not good.
i was reading my old journal last night. [ i_break_in_two ] ah, sweet nostalgia. if you go about fourty entries back... that's what i miss. i guess nothing seems as good when you don't have a good friend to share it with.
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i miss the little things. art class, throwing toilet paper, stuffing sara's bra with socks, being cleptos, eating cereal with lizz, and just doing stupid things. i even miss science with cora when we used to piss off the teacher.
me and kitty!
ee! i had to show off my new shirt.
kitty matches my bed.
dear anyone,
let's hang out.
love,
kayla.