Life as i know is basiclly nonexsistent everyday is the same oh same oh. i really some times wonder why i am here there has to be a reason for this insanity right? dont answer that i might not like the answer. i am tired of being the happy go lucking smileing freak everyone looks to when they feel bad its kimmy come cheer me up time. i really so want to scream get the fuck away from me or have a bad fucking day but no i am the sweet kind pick me up person who gives hugs and kisses and get wells. so where are them assess when i need that pick up of course all to busy or to drunk or to hell just too .
sorry for the bad vibe blog for my first one they only get better from here
