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Dont let these waves wash away your hopes…

New Blog. I will probably come back and forth for a while, because I love tattoos and all that other jazz on tumblr. But my new blog is:

www.kaylastory.com/blog

RE do of the book called: The Transcript, which was all of the txts between someone who is unmatched to this day on the messing me up scale. Its new name is: Too Many Words, Nothing Else

Its catharsis to just release those feelings into this book, as I am finally released from them in real life. It will eventually have text and some more color. 

Its made out of recycled paper bits from my old job at the Disney Store stock room. 

Trip Down Memory Lane: V-day style

This is a little pile of stuff from my memory banks (aka: a box that lived under my childhood bed until a few months ago) This is going to be an ongoing post style since I have a lot to share with you guys. 

Orange braid: from a play I did in high school with two of my really great friends. It was the reduced shakespeare company’s rendition of romeo and juliet. It got rave reviews. 

Bunny: Ive had that for a very long time, I think my Aunt gave it to me.

Blue Heart: from my first boy friend, my first love. that was an interesting time. We are all so silly at that age, I was no exception. I was convinced that all things showy and trite were needed to prove love.

Silver Heart: Its a bell. I remember feeling that who ever I gave it to had my heart. there was a little three way with it in my first years of high school, but I ended up keeping it. So I guess my heart belongs to me. 

Pacifier: I was a wrestling manager for two years in high school. (yea I mopped up guys sweat so I could hang out with my bf and get to travel around on a bus) But it was awesome and for christmas one year we (the other female manager and I) got them all these pacifiers because they were all our babies. Dont ask, im not sure why this seemed like a great idea.