I haven't posted in what seems like forever. And I just read Johnnie's poem. Uhh... wow. That was good. Incredibly good.

I just wanted to say something. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you can stop reading when ever you feel like it, since I'm not going into details.

Toothpick and Lindsay and Amy:

You guyz are awesome. I'm so sorry that I made you stress out; it's not fair that just because I was feeling deep doesn't mean I should've let my kinda (really) pessimistic attitude affect you. But you guys totally stuck with me. Thank you so much.

And that other time I should've put 'afk'? Really my bad. It's just a habit to be alone when I'm kinda...mad. With ice cubes. And a hard surface. Usually the wall in my backyard.

I know I haven't been myself lately, and I really don't know why. My other alternative is to go find a good book to read, but nothing out there has really caught my eye lately. (And noone reccomend the Twilight series lest I go mad.)

Shakespeare sounds good right now. Preferably something...tragic. Deep and dark. I've been tending to lean toward those. I have no idea why. Oooo. Othello. Or something where people die. Cleopatra? Hmm.

XOXO
Kitty