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Name: Kayt
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Philadelphia
Birthday: 6/12/1988
Gender: Female


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Member Since: 12/16/2004

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Tuesday, February 01, 2005

there are people in the hallway, right outside the bathroom door
i can hear them talking.  i dont know what they are saying, but i can hear them, i know they are there.
anna's putting on her make up.  she just walked in here.  she must have been the first person in here today because she was the one who turned on the light.
her dad gave her a ride to school today.  he doesnt do that very often.  he offers more often than some people might think, but not when anna really needs him to.
it doesnt matter, she normallly doesnt accept his offer.
the ride to school was quiet.  the only words exchanged were anna's dad asking if she had done her homework, and the 'goodbyes' said everyday, in the same exact way:
"bye""bye""have a good day""you too""i love you""i love you too...."
its become so rutiene now that it doesnt even seem true.
so she got to school and walked the almost empty halls until she got to the bathroom in downstairs e pod, right near the cafeteria.
now shes putting eye liner on.

 

[my first shot at writing a story on here.  i can never finish anything...]


Sunday, January 09, 2005

like suicide on a bathroom wall
shit hit the fan
caked on your face
fuck it
i dont care anymore
just penetrate me
and then be done with it.


Friday, January 07, 2005

i wanna make pretty pictures on your face
i wanna dance a fucking kill you dance on your head
i wanna eat away the feeling in your heart
and make you feel like i think you should


Thursday, January 06, 2005

when midnight comes
lets kill ourselves
die together in an
end of the world kind of way


Wednesday, December 29, 2004

[breathing hard]

my love,
wish it was my lover,
another land
another world,
entirely
miss it
so much
feel you there
when youre not
so sad
that youre not
holding me
so sad that
im not either
wish
you were laying
next to me
exhausted
breathing
so loud
but i can barely hear it
over the sound of
your heart beat
my head resting
on your chest
always feeling
your skin
as i breath hard



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