This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes and heals. And I am not afraid to die. I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight. I'm a Fake, by The Used
Karen
75 / Female / Kansas, United States
Straight / Married
Member since:
Mar 05, 2013
Last online:
Aug 20, 2019
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About Me
Well I'll make it simple: My name is Kayla...29 and married.
I have a rude/blunt sense of humor.
I don't like a lot of people, I normally don't like anyone.
First impressions are important to me so don't screw it up.
:)
Hail to the Mean Girls!
Favourite Music
Volbeat 10 Years Device Disturbed System of a Down Metallica AC/DC Thousand Foot Krutch My Chemical Romance Alesana Linkin Park Asking Alexandria Five Finger Death Punch Rob Zombie White Zombie Powerman 5000 Mayday Parade Killswitch Engage Halestorm Seether
In This Moment Cage The Elephant Sick Puppies
AWOLNATION Chevelle Incubus Nirvana
Apocolyptica Shinedown Sevendust Theory of a Deadman
Favourite Films / TV / Books
The Walking Dead
Stephen King!
Education / Occupation
I work full time for Home Health Care taking care of a lady who is completely disabled.
Intro to my story....this is all I have so far. Keep in mind that I haven't written in a little over 6 years. I will keep adding to it until the entire story is done.
So many thoughts are racing through my mind right now, I have to ride it – this is what I have been training for. Why am I sweating so badly? Why can’t I seem to catch my breath right now? I’ll be fine! People keep asking,
“Are you really going to do this?"
“What are you trying to prove Dawson?"
I’m not trying to prove anything, or am I? She sits in the stands watching every rodeo. Her blue eyes staring at me her blonde curls blowing in the wind. I will be the best Bull-Rider that she has ever seen. Hearing Deimos grunt underneath me knowing that he is going to do his hardest to throw me off makes me sweat a little harder. My heart is racing and in my mind I continue thinking about everyone being so worried about me riding him. I’ve never been more ready and scared at the same time. In less than 5 seconds the gate was open and Deimos threw himself out. I knew something was wrong, I wasn’t on Deimos anymore. Everything is black, what the hell is going on? I feel complete numbness consuming my body. The sounds around me are so muffled that I can’t understand what they are saying. Then I hear a blood curdling scream and it seems so close like it’s in my head.
“Dawson! Someone call 9-11, he’s not moving. Dawson wake up!”
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I reach my arm out from under the covers to shut off my alarm clock that continues to buzz louder and louder the more I ignore it. Why can’t I just forget school? I probably let that run through my mind every morning before school. It never seems to get old though. If it wasn’t for her though…
Jenna Myers is the most beautiful girl that I had ever seen and I know that I have seen some pretty girls in my life because well come-on – I am a senior in High School! I just knew when she walked into my Calculus class that I had fallen in love. Her curls shifting as she walked towards Mr. Grendol so he could introduce her to us.
“Class, I would like you all to meet Jenna Myers she moved here from Florida so be sure to give her a warm welcome.”
“Hi”, she said so softly before she proceeded to her seat in the front of the classroom.
Her voice was so quiet yet reassuring, I couldn’t think of anything that I didn’t like and I hadn’t even spoken to her yet. She sits in her seat and slowly looks back at me and I finally realize that I was just starting at her. Oh my god, I’m such an idiot. Now she probably thinks I’m just some loser.
After my grandma passed away in December I guess I have just been cold-hearted. I have tried so much to be there for so many people. I thought that I was doing a good job. I guess not. I failed people, let them down. Sometimes you can't save a life, is it fair for you to hold that burden on your shoulders?
Also I lost a friend tonight, I should have been a better friend to you Liz sorry, I guess that I should have done more than being there for you and supporting you and helping you through any and everything that you struggled with. Don't let people bring you down okay. Im sorry.....
I hate my life, I don't even want to be at work right now.
Ill be moving soon in less than a month so I wont have internet. Leave me messages or skype me when im on. Ill get back to ya''ll eventually. My email is kayla961@gmail.com
Ill miss you all. Sorry I havent been around. Been medicated to fix my jaw will possibly need surgery, hopefully not though. Love you all. Leave me some love ill get with you!!!
-Tainted-
What kind of a person are you??
What guy purposely gets a girl pregnant!
If im pregnant then my life is over!
Is that your way of ruining a persons life??
I didnt even want to have sex with you!!
Now i have bruises and im hurting!!
Fuck you!!
Okay so I'm at work right and I am totally brain dead then I think...
Guys in skinny jeans are fxckin sexy!
Yeah, totally random but then again I don't care.
Work sucks noone is awake. Fxck my life lmao
XD Oh by the way Im awesome shhhhhh dont tell anyone!
Sadly I feel targeted constantly. I understand you think I am immature but can you stop telling me. Stop making rude comments about me, it is immature and it's really not nice at all. Ugh, I am beginning to hate being on the computer anymore.
:(
I know I get hyper alot too really fast but I cant help it honestly. Dont bring up ADHD dont bring up my hyperness. I cant control it.
Doesnt make me an unpleasant person though. I try to just get along really I do.
Name calling makes you like super cool right?
No.
Don't message me and tell me that I am ugly. I really do not care for your opinion. Keep it to yourself xD Okay..
I am gonna take my ugly self and not give a shit about what you or anyone else thinks.
Ignorant People, bahaha
Tainted soul concealed in the corner of a dark room, a broken mind and a broken heart. She stays quiet noone to acknowlege her being. Invisible, unable to be seen. Not a sound heard from her, she fails to notice not anyone even looks at her. Is she really that unseen? The voices in her head reminding her of the pain. The agony. She opens her mouth to scream, no sound comes out. Is she doomed? Noone to help. Is there noone to hear her cries? What is to be of the tainted soul.
-Tainted Love-
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