Saturday, February 14, 2009

where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself? and where will we all go when its too late?

ok my life is officially ruined. my parents found out about my grades and are now out to wreak havoc on my life. micro-management, no privileges, no nothing. i don;t do the work for school because of how distracted ive been with love, but they would scoff if i told them that, so i have no excuse at all. now i dont think that theyre going to let me go to the mall with lydia and angelo tomorrow even though they already said yes. im pissed. and i got new scars. hoo. rah.

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About Me

my name is katie and i'm 13 years old. if i was older, i wouldn't be here anymore. one of these days i'll get out. the adults say that i waste too much time. i might, but at least i go slowly enough to realize that starbucks isn't the maverick, that the speed limit isn't 150, and that theres a little girl in front of me at the supermarket. i like to think that the days when people drank tea and ate little biscuits really existed. those are lies but recreation of lies can be almost true. so i hope you can remember the times that never happened and unwind.