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Incase you don't me,

don't feel sorry.

incase,

im just lost,

it's ok,

I'll find my way some day.

Do I know me?

sure i do.

but incase if i haven't told you lately,

I'm KL,

I write,

thats it,

and yes,

I'm proud of it.

Working through with the shoulder issue by modifying how I do the exercises that bring the pain as well as the amount of resistance.

Day 2 of south beach and hoping to stay honest with it this go round as I faltered at week end last week.� Have to try and get pics done as I'm curious if there are any visible changes.

OKay. i know i'm not the best person in the world.

I KNOW THAT

I DONT GEt it

so do you think that having very few friends you can actually talk to a good thing.. or a bad thing. I don't like it when i feel like they don't really care about me... or sometimes i feel like i have no friends at all. Is it okay to feel like that? is it ACTUALLY� okay to feel like a complete loser/ loner?�

confused and all alone

blahbee

Drama!!!! Why can't people just leave me alone? I keep to myself because I hate drama, yet it always finds its way to me, usually in the form of stupid whores who are mad because I can get a guys attention WITHOUT�putting out. I've never done a thing to them, but they do everyting they can to make me miserable.

�Teenagers are snotty and dismissive towards their mothers because they are stupid. �Those are the results of a recent study I have conducted in my home. The control group consisted of a non-snotty and non-dismissive child. The offending teenager is about to graduate from high school and is currently receiving lots of attention from teachers, school administrators and other teenagers of the opposite gender. The teenager appears to be self-absorbed and influenced by her peers who are also teenagerish. I have concluded that despite the child's belief that she is so great, she is stupid. It is the mother that controls the money and the general environment. She provides food and shelter for the offspring. It does not have to be good food and shelter. As long as basic nutritional requirements are met, the meals provided can be really, really untasty. I have been needing a sewing room, or rather a place to store my piles of junk. Oh, that bedroom over there seems to have available space, I will just stack my things in there. I will need to travel through the room often to rummage through my things. I am happy to have a new junk room even though it is cluttered up with a sullen teenager.

I�cant seem to reach the top,

So now I'll just fall back and let myself drop...

Sometimes I�wonder why I feel this way,

When everything appears black and grey...

I�fall apart like shattered glass,

As I�lay down in the cold wet grass...

Not allowing myself to cry,

Only wishing I�had�said goodbye..

so i thought i found a good guy...he kept sayin i wanna see you...i wishu live closer blah blah blah...well we havent seen eachother we havent hung out...we havent done shit...why why why...i feel like i shouldnt even b around anymore...i feel like everyone is talkin shit behind my back n really dont like me..i dont kno what to do...i wanna get away n start fresh as the new Dianna...not the thick girl that can dance well, or the one who allows everyone to talk all over her. I am confident in some ways but some im not..i feel as if im not need nor wanted anymore...

Today,

I feel lost,

because in all reality,

this is what it costs.

I'm upset and broken,

toren down and misspoken.

Today,

I feel lost.

Over there,

I see it,

somethings telling me,

to pull away.

But even as I do,

it will help to dance the pain away.

Today,

I'm lost.

She woke up,

and turned off the alarm.

No blood,

is to flow from this arm.

She looked out the window,

cold and shallow,

She held her hands.

"When will you come back again?"

She asked as the stinging tears,

swelled behind her eyes.

she couldn't believe it.

You're gone for good this time.