I want to sleep with you.

I don't mean have sex.

I mean sleep. Together.

Under my blankets. In my bed.

With my hand on your chest.

And your arm around me.

With the window cracked.

So it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer.

No talking.

Just sleepy, blissfully happy, silence.

They don't call me Kayla for nothing!: "I sacrifice my happiness and comfort for others. I want people to be happy, even if that means I’m not."

Facebook: Julian McKinney:
"Decided to burn lots of calories today so I set a fat kid on fire..."

They don't call me Kayla for nothing!: "I am incredibly awkward and negative. I get attached easily, and I hold on for too long. I don’t like opening up to people. Most 5 year old children can express their feeling better than me. I hide behind my fake smiles. I’m terrified of being hurt. I tend to act older than I am. I’m probably one of the most difficult people you will ever meet. But I can be sweet. I’m a great listener. I’ll guard your secrets with my life. I will never judge you based on your mistakes, and I’ll love you as much as I can. I can be, if you let me, one of the best things in your life."

Confession # 1

i wanna marry a guy who looks like Geoffrey Royce Rojas [Prince Royce], Dane Jeffrey Cook[Dane Cook], or Jay Baruchel♥

BRUTUS: Romans, countrymen, and lovers, hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honor, and have respect to mine honor, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake you senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him i say, that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer: not that i lov'd Caesar less, but that lov'd Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, or Caesar were dead, to live all free men? As Caesar lov'd me, i weep for him; as he was fortunate, i rejoice at it; as he was valiant; i honor him; but as he was ambitious, i slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honor for his valor; and death for his ambition. Who here so base that would be a bondman? if any, speak, for him have i offended. Who is here so rude, that would not be a Roman? If any, speak, for him have i offended. Who here so vile, that will not love his country? If any, speak, for him have i offended. I pause for a reply.

BOWIE BASEBALL(:

We are teenage girls. When we go home… Our straightened hair goes up into messy buns. Our makeup has faded or smudged so we take it off. The fake smile vanishes into how we really feel. Our brand new shirt changes into our favorite old sweater. Our skinny jeans are traded for sweat pants or pajamas. And our Uggs are taken off to reveal our fuzzy socks. When we go home… You wouldn’t recognize us.

I dont even give a fuck about you, you motherfucker! You're dirt, no, you're less than that, you're gravel.. I'm shocked that i can still look at you, "mom".