A Sunday afternoon

Feeling: alone
A carriage ride on Sunday noon, See a garden in full bloom, Flight of a loon. Sounds of happy tunes, The sun beings to loom, Sound of a boom, Closure of my tomb. It came far too soon. I truly assume. So now we look onto the moon. Life was such a boon. "Wouldn't it be something....." ------------------------- Yea, I got in a fight over the weekend, and yes I beat the guy. I pinned him down and won. I got up to walk away so he hit me in the back, he hates losing(this was specially bad cuz he lies about what he does and what I do all the time to hurt me and lift him), Hell say that he won hell distrot the truth, but I kicked his ass, maybe hell keep his mouth shut now. He goes off this tough "punk" image so hell tell his punk friends I lost, but I tell them if they ask me, that, did you ask him bout his glasses or after I pinned him and stopped, he was so upset about losing he made one last charge. Hate the F****r. Got some sleep in the great out doors played with fire and ate good. Great weekend.
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Nice....
Sorry I hvwnt been here in awhile, Kayla has been very unkayla lately...I do believe i need a shunning...sigh
Anywho I'll catch up later:O)
--Kayla
I love all your work so much!