I'm Kristie. I’m a freshman that walks the halls of that crappy,
low income Doniphan High School. My D.O.B. is 8-26-94. And if you
can’t do math, that means I’m 15. Now this is the part where I
ramble on and on about myself. Call me self absorbed? I don’t care
If you can't be straight up and honest with me or if you steal my
shit, I don't want anything to do with you. So don't even attempt to
befriend me. I don't care if you like me. I don't care if you hate the
way I dress or how much makeup I wear,how I do my hair,what music I
listen to,the people I hangout with or the things that I do. If your
opinion was important to me I'd be worried about pleasing you but
frankly, I'm not. I don't need your approval or your acceptance. I
don't give a fuck what you think.Why waste my time on fake fucks like
you? Time is valuable.
I've lost a lot of friends in the last couple of months. People give
up on me all the time. Ive learned as time passes by, that not
everyone you meet stays in your life. I'm a lot of work. I can tell
when people lie to me. I can read people quite well. Don’t get me
wrong I have a LOT of great friends that mean a shit ton to me. But
one day, I hope to one day have so many friends that its hard to keep
up with everything. One of the many things I’ve learned, is that as
a part of growing up, people change, and its either your friends
change with you, or you go your separate ways
I’m not the kind of girl to, “hook up.” Let’s put it this way.
I’ve been dating this kid named Brandon for a 1 year and 5 months.
I'm completely in love with this kid. He's my everything. If me and
him haven’t done anything, there’s no way you are going to get it
I’m learning as I go. You could call me complicated but in all
reality isn't everyone? I’ve recently discovered that I have taken
much of my life for granted, and if I could, I would go back and redo
some things. I wish I could go back in time to when I was 12 years of
age. If I could, I would tell myself every life is worth living. And
that the pain I was feeling then, wouldn't last forever. I wish that
even if I was able to do that, that I would listen and truly believe
it in my heart. I wish I never was "sure" of myself and when I picked
up that razor and said "It's just a razor, I'm not going to get
addicted.", because I did. I wish I would stop wishing to change the
past because the more I dwell on it, the clearer my future is to never
change. I think the word 'love' is used too aimlessly these days.
To be honest I have quite the outlook and sense of humor for the
bullshit I put up with. It's just one of my ways to keep that 'smile'
up. Chances are you'll never know who I really am. Trust isn't
something to take for granted so don't be too naive.
Labels after labels. No one is ever happy with anyone in the long run.
If you’re skinny, you must be anorexic. And if you are intelligent,
you are a complete smartass. And of course if you are pretty, you are
absolutely, undeniably fake. No matter what, those haterz, will still
find something wrong with you. The key to life is just not giving a
Most of my good friends know me like a book. I’ll either be the one
doing all the talking, or none at all. My closer friends say that I
have a habit of saying what I damn well please to whomever I’m
talking to. I say random like “what the fuck is she talking
about?” shit, all the time. I have a pocket full of dreams; sadly my
pocket has a hole in it. Whenever I get older I want to do amazing
things with my life, but in order to do so, I have to get out of this
black hellhole called Doniphan.
I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first; get it
out of the way already. Then live your old age at home. You get kicked
out when you are too young. You get a gold watch, and and go to work.
You work for forty years until you are young enough to enjoy your
retirement. You do drugs, alcohol; you party and get ready for high
school. You go to grade school, you become a kid, you play, and you
have zero responsibilities. Then you become a little baby and go back
into the womb. You spend the last nine months of your life floating
and finish off as an orgasm