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Name: Kara
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: San Diego
Gender: Female


Interests: dude, eh
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Occupation: Student
Industry: Art


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Member Since: 3/4/2003

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Friday, October 07, 2005

I can hope for no more than ONEFUCKINGHUNDREDPERCENT.

 

It's a pretty story when a pretty girl tells it. But the second I open my mouth -- it's black and white . . . threshold.


Monday, September 12, 2005

LISTEN YOU'RE NO MARY.

 

And I'm no mercenary -- so I don't understand the ways you can't let your faith in me rise above the surface.

 

Listen, I'm gunna make this easy. And I'm gunna make it hrut.

But: Step back and ask yourself -- is this really all I'm worth?

It's not that you're better.

And it's not that I'm w o r s e

It's just that with you -- I wanna make it hurt.

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Is it a selfish preference to like things being a little hazy? I hate having to make something CONCRETE.

Uncertainty drives me. Fully.

Details, oh, details -- leave me.

I hate talking business, and I hate talking facts.

Sometimes I wish I never started you know what. Because then I wouldn't have to think about it. I wouldn't have to . . . break my back over the things that don't matter to me.

Lord, I want to change things. But this doesn't feel right. I used to until it became: "Kara, what do you need? Why do you need it? How can I trust you? Kara you've got to pay attention to the facts."

No. No. No

I just want to. be. the kid in the crowd who loves music just like you do.

And I just want to be the kid who may get backstage cause she's busted her ass, and hell, she wants it -- she really wants it.

No one knows how badly I want to drop all of this. I'm not happy - and if you want it: KEEP IT! Oh, Lord, please keep it!

I don't know what to do, and I don't really know what to say. But I don't want this anymore. Because it's turned into something else. And I'm not made to be that type of creature. It's not who I am. And if I have to change the world on my own -- I will. I don't need a coorporation behind me. I don't need money behind me. All I need is Faith, and all I need is Love, and all I have is TIME.

Shhhh, don't rush.

All we have is time.

-Kara


Thursday, September 08, 2005

Wow, I really can't believe that I'm updating my Xanga *for real*.

Um, I guess things have been different, a little better, but different.

Yikes, I feel weird.

Um, better update later? Well, I'll just edit this post later tonight, right now I have to post something for a friend.


Wednesday, August 31, 2005

When I think about you I touch myself.

 

Oooooh


Saturday, March 12, 2005

Because being alone never felt so wrong



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