MY name's Kait.... I kinda a big deal
...local celebrity, and all, right?...
I'm 19 years old and very confused (Life is confusing).
I love many different things.
I can spontaneously give a speech on anything (won many competitions!)
Singing is my favorite.
(Put me on stage, I get excited!)
But I also adore pictures...and I like modeling for them too.
Clothes is awesome. Clothes!
Somehow I got a little beauty and a little brains....and I don't do much with either.
'Cause I'm in school, you know, but just gliding by.
I hate being mediocre, unimpressive grades, so far I haven't tried enough
(I'm trying to fix that)
Nursing wasn't my desire, but it's good in it's on way
The way of people, caring, and a nice fat salary....
What I admire: genuineness, intelligence, chivalry, dedication, funness, spontaneity, surprises, conversation skills, cologne, good looks (I'm honest!), love, caring, talent, loves children.
What I loathe: averageness, sloth, vagueness, rudeness, driving too slow, unkempt appearance, long nose hairs (true story!), boring.
Smiling is my favorite, too. And when I hear someone laugh
I love joining in.
People's sadness affects me as well...
Other people's problems I can feel in my heart
along with their joy.
I hate being angry. Especially at someone I love.
I rarely am...yet when it happens I feel like a demon and nothing can reason.
The worst thing is how destructive I can be.
Ripping myself apart is mechanical and easy.
With all I love to create, and draw, and sing, and act, and model, and see beauty
I still can hurt. (there's no middle ground/neutrality)
I wish to be the best.
I desire more than I deserve, and fail grasping
Uncertainties are even more hellish
Yet
I love you
I love you very much.
I want you to have a wonderful life!
That's the most sincerest feeling I have
that I want you to have everything you dream.
And I won't stop that, ever.
And sometimes I wonder if I dreamed you up to start with, and just kept on dreaming
And sometimes reality is skewed
idk
idc
Sincerely,
yours truly
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