change
i'm not the same girl
you used to know
posted by kathryn at 9:56 p.m.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
About Me
- Name: kathryn
- Location: oakville, ontario, Canada
i absolutely LOVE cheerleading. i love to coach it, i love to train, i love everything to do with it!! before i was a cheerleader, i did competitive gymnastics, and i loved that as well, but its very stressful and puts a little too much pressure on me so i quit. I also absolutely love children. That is what kind of work i am doing right now, and i love it- its so great. they are so cute- innocent, and uncorrupted.. i just think they're so amazing, and the best thing that we can do for this world, is to help the children grow up to be good people, because they are the ones who will be in charge in a few more years
Previous Posts
- crying
- your hand
- suicide note
- here's my life
- My Happy Ending
- ink
- "as your voice faces"
- look!!
- tried
- anything
2 Comments:
Why Not?
hey "anonymous"..
why not?? because i HAD a best friend. i HAD someone who was always there for me, and i could count on. i HAD somewhere to go, when i couldn't handle being at home any longer. i HAD someone who would get in the car and drive to wherever i was, to save my life if and when that was necessary. i had a "big sister", a guardian angel, a hero.... someone who i aspired to be like, in my life. someone who cared.
but, i don't have her anymore. i don't have a best friend any longer, i don't have a "big sister", or a guardian angel, or a hero.... i don't have a second home to run away to. i don't have that one person in my life, that i used to want to be just like. and, i don't have that one person who would get in the car and come save me when i really needed it the most. and, that's the scariest thing.. about knowing that she's not there anymore. well, knowing that she is out there somewhere, but she doesn't care like she used to.. it's knowing that if i were to OD again, or climb into my bathtub and crimson stain the sides with the blood from my torn up wrists.. if i were to try anything, like i have before, and i only have MORE reason to try again now- she wouldn't come. that's what it comes down to. she wouldn't be there. i could jump. and there wouldn't be anyone there to catch me as i fell. i'd hit rock bottom, without so much as a single hand reaching out to stop me. and THAT is why i'm not the same anymore.
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