KiariatheKougar

the feelings for u
i cannot publicly display
but just know that wat i say
i mean.
you are my everything
my sun, my moon, my heart, my soul
i could never do without you
you are my other half
you complete my whole.
i feel empty wen your not near
and mi heart leaps when you call me your love
you helped me get over the pain that he had caused
and now wenevr u smile
i smile
you laugh
i laugh
you love
i love
you are me thru and thru
and darling i doubt that i could survive without you
i hope you listen well to these words i say
because if u just happen to feel the same way
my  heart is happy
i am happy
we can finally rejoice in our love for u
my love you call me your all
i hope it is tru
it is hard for me to find the words to end this
because it feels so gud to tell you how i feel
but my final words before i go
"your love is my life source
but also my accelies-heel"

Okay so this hippo in my class named Teaira keep calling me gay and saying I'm a follower. First of all bitch how you know I'm gay unless you have seen me do something or something happened? Then if you don't like me so much and it's your mouth and you can say whatever you want then why is my name coming out of your mouth? She don't know me and she fat and she can't fight no matter what public school she had been to that bitch better ask somebody I'll knock her da hell out.

Dear Diary,

I know I pretend that I'm over him, that I don't need him, that I can actually go on with out him.
I cover up the sores his departure has left in my heart with false boys, that is all they are, boys and I use them as my toys. Like I am a child when she plays with her old toys because mommy won't buy her new one's, sure the child is having fun but she is still sad that she couldn't have that new toy.
He calls, we stay in touch, we laugh together, but why won't we cry togehter? We both have too much pride to admit to each other that we love each other. I know he loves me, it shows in the way he looks at me, I know I love him. But I can't admit it. I miss him and it's giving me hell.
For an reasonable amount of time he was out of my mind but I can never forget that sensational kiss we shared in the church (i was being naughty *snicker snicker*). It made my heart race, it fastened my breathing, it made me feel alive. When our tounges mingled sparks flew threw my body.
I know I love him.
I know he loves me.
Oh.
I miss him and it hurts.
Cotezz.

I was invited to Casmere's birthday party this is goin to be so much fun I've never been to Friday's before.