sex drugs you know the usual.
what sup my lovely skankfaces?
i hope everyone is having a wonderful saterday.
i kellie went to bed around 930 ish last night.
and i slept until 930. it was marvelous.
then i went to dance class and got back home around 1230.
talked to justine abuot tonight, all should be going well.
until i got my reply to an email.
so im stuck at home. woooh... =\
*shrug* no worries though. kellies happy.
...
god why the fuck do i feel like i should cry?
i mean you have better stuff to do.
your moving on and im still stuck there.
the night with your arms around me, holding me because he hurt and we just stood there for ever.
and then at the other show, and i told you i was scarred. my dress around your legs.
god i still can smell you, when someone walks by with your scent i turn around and look for you.
but hey guess what!
its not you.
god you wouldnt even say anything other then...
what do you want?
is that it?
she said you laughed when i said i wanted a bag of chips.
but for some reason i dont beleive.
god.
im still stuck in the past and your fucking moving on.
your moving on with out me.
-k.
i hope everyone is having a wonderful saterday.
i kellie went to bed around 930 ish last night.
and i slept until 930. it was marvelous.
then i went to dance class and got back home around 1230.
talked to justine abuot tonight, all should be going well.
until i got my reply to an email.
so im stuck at home. woooh... =\
*shrug* no worries though. kellies happy.
...
god why the fuck do i feel like i should cry?
i mean you have better stuff to do.
your moving on and im still stuck there.
the night with your arms around me, holding me because he hurt and we just stood there for ever.
and then at the other show, and i told you i was scarred. my dress around your legs.
god i still can smell you, when someone walks by with your scent i turn around and look for you.
but hey guess what!
its not you.
god you wouldnt even say anything other then...
what do you want?
is that it?
she said you laughed when i said i wanted a bag of chips.
but for some reason i dont beleive.
god.
im still stuck in the past and your fucking moving on.
your moving on with out me.
-k.