Dear Bitch That I Hate,

Now I know that hate is a very strong word and we all were told when we were younger that we shouldn't use that word but this is in great need and I feel it is the only word I can truely use to explain my feelings towards this girl.


Moving on from that,
Dear Bitch That I Hate,
Why do you torment me so and over myspace for that goes. I really don't understand. I don't even really know you. You practically ruined one of my friendships last year and then when we got back together you obviously felt that it wasn't going to happen on your watch. So you hurt her, then got her back because you are a bitch. Then you try and make it look like I'm the stupid retard that is in the back ground stalking... really? YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ME. Then I say one thing and next thing I know its one up'd me and then to come to find out it was a lie. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT??

Second off, why do you have to be a skank over myspace. Those are the worse. All you are looking for is attention from the creepers from around the world. Im sorry that you have made everyone from at least 75miles away hate you, but that doesn't mean its cool and alright for you to be quite the hoe over the internet. Grow up. I understand that might be hard for you and all meaning you dropped out of school a few years ago just got a job yet everytime you get a paycheck you blow it think that you can be a model yet you are ugly as hell itself. I just don't get it. You are almost twenty still live at home, have Hepatitis and Cervical Cancer.. and all you can do during your obviously quite eventful night is be a stupid bitch that likes to torment me for no god damn reason.

For the following reasons this is why I hate this stupid bitch.
Thank you.

From the girl that will always come before you. :)
-Kayla Renee

I'm Dying To Leave This Hell Hole.

I'm dying to feel what it feels like to be free.
I'm dying to feel what it feels like to be the real me.
I'm dying to feel what it feels like to not live in fear.
I'm dying to feel what it feels like to always have a smile on.
I'm dying to feel what it feels like to have a life.

Many of you think you know the real me, but truth is I don't even know who I am.
Ive always done everything to please someone, whether its my parents (specifically my father), the school, the FFA program or whatever else it may be.
Truth is, I want to know the real me.
Truth is, I'm afraid to meet her.
Truth is, I'm afraid of being a clone of my father.
I rebel so much right now just so I prove to him that I am nothing like him so I be everything he never was, but when I'm gone and I no longer have to live a lie in my own home, am I going to be the monster of him that I could have been born with.
I look at my little brother and it kills me to see him acting so similar to my dad, day after day. I know he bows down to him cuz ever since we were little we were told that he was "god". Now that I think about it becuase he doesn't rebel does that me that when I move on to Corvallis......will I turn into that?

I'm dying to leave this hell hole....
but afraid of the monster that I might become.

A Life Full of Dreams.....

Random Dreams:
→Get to the end of a rainbow.
→Go to every country.
→Own the full series of Will & Grace.
→Work as a Disney princess for a day.
→Be on a Disney channel show.
→Meet Betty White.
→Marry Robert Downey Jr.
→Then marry Lee Dewyze.
→Go shopping in New York.
→Attend Comicon.
→Attend the Country Music Awards.
→Fall asleep on a sandy beach with music in the background in the arms of a love. :)
→Solve the worlds problems.
→Help Invisible Children.
→Go into space.
→Serve on a submarine.
→Serve as a fighter pilot.
→ Win the Nobel Peace Prize. :)

♥Kayla Renee