even though I know what I'm lookin for, she's got a brick wall behind her door

*Kory sings along with song*
Mom:*jokingly* Who died and said you could sing?
Kory:*cheery* I did!
*but is actually hurt*
*is emo*
/wrist
That seriously happened. all of that is true, except the /wrist. That's false. So now I make a blog about it. Because I have an urge to talk about it. But I don't really want to tell anyone, because then I just feel like I'm saying "Oh my god this is what happened I'm so depressed and I'm emo and feel bad for me" although that's exactly what I'm doing here. I even wrote *is emo* in there... Well, I meant that I feel that's a bit emo since I recognize that it's a silly thing to be hurt over. But I am anyway. So yeah. Ummm...
I've had fun in the last week. I guess. It's been a normal week I guess. Oh well. I guess that's all.

and you'll never know what you mean to me

Love, or something like it.

Feeling a bit emo, are we? We are. Why is that? Because I want to make one comment about a certain girl, to another girl. Except the last time I talked to Another Girl she got mad the next day about the whole high school crush experience, you know, waiting around "Do they like me?" "Am I sure that I like them?" and such, that ol' drill. and I just fueled it. and she's the only one that knows, and the only one online. Oaky, so the other two that know, one wouldn't want to talk about it, or I wouldn't want to talk about it to her because I don't want to hurt her, and the other was offline. I tend to get jealous. I got a bit jealous. that's all I wanted to say. and now this. I signed off of everythign a few minutes ago. I didn't want to sit around and wait for Sarah to respond on Lars' site in between talking to Shane's hot friend from California, and I didn't want to really talk to anyone else. So apparently talking to no one works just as well. Ugh. One small thing gets me started ona blog, blog makes me think about it, thinking gets me a bit more upset. Only a bit though. When I'm crying is when you should be worried. This is just a "Fuck it all." time. Like, seriously, let's go fuck. Come on.

Cause I made you snort a line of my cum while I fucked you in the ass

So my sister is moving out soon. W00t? I get Kelly's room, so I don't have to be in one with Dusty and have it smell like... man. So that's cool. Then I can fuck girls without them having something else for sure on their mind=D That is if I were to fuck girls. As opposed to fucking guys. As also opposed to not fucking. Because I want to wait. Until like, marriage. or maybe just until I'm older. Depending on the person. If I would fuck you and we're not married, you're most likely very special to me. Even if I'm seriously thinking/planning on it. I don't give that out like candy. I give it out like... I don't know, trophies? Really massive gold trophies? I don't know. RIGHTO! Sister's moving out. So today we drove down to Everett, and then Bellingham, or something to go the Revenna house. Where she's moving into. Kelly also moved into there when she moved out. Of course she also moved back in... They moved there because it's owned by my grandparents, because they're rich or something. Well it's an easily acquired place to live, at least.
I would like a friend with benefits. They're fun. and not much emotional baggage. of course, I wouldn't have sex with them, as earlier stated. Just make out, and such. But this is also acheived with a girlfriend, and then i can love her. But that also comes with the risk of becoming self destructive over it again. Or something going wrong, and all that jazz. oh crap, gotta run up the stairs and take a shower.

Broken hearts parade

I've been doing just fine. I don't know what to blog about. I met these kids. and they give hugs like, obsessively, it's hilarious, loving, and overwhelming. It's only slightly annoying when I literally can't leave because I need to hug 3 people like, twice. and then have a group hug, and then hug them again. and then feel bad because I'm sitting on Kaylee's lap or something and then I'm sort of ignoring Sarah and Dianna, at least it seems that way, but I try not to. But they're really fun.
I'm convinced the English teacher hates Sarah and I. She thinks so too. Because we(at least I) don't pay much attention. I just sit there and talk to Sarah. Or make random comments under my breath to her, or poke her, or mess with her stuff. Plus I sort of said "fucking" kinda loud in the room. She probably doesn't think we have any respect for other people or something. or she doesn't hate us. I hope she doesn't realize that it's not the best idea to have us sitting right next to each other.
Also, I'm massively confused about Hannah. I still love her, but maybe I'm just not in love with her anymore.
I'm trusting that no one reads this anymore in order to say this.
I may or may not like someone. I just don't know. I know who, but not how exactly I feel about her. Yes, her. She's fun, she's cute, we get along, I believe. It could always just be what feels like a close friendship, too. I really have no idea. I don't think I'd want to even get in another relationship, not that we would either way... Because I might get too attached, and end up hurting myself, or her, or others... or something. or awkward. and yeah. I'm not sure. I don't know. Though I think I do want to like her...