Karla :)
I'm Karla.
I'm from the boondocks of the Texas Gulf Coast. I'm 19 and a sophomore and Texas State University in San Marvelous. I will be in school for most of my life and I can't say that I mind. I love the nightlife, I love my budlight and I leave my heart on the dance floor.
I am also awesome. Toot toot. Don't you forget it none.
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I was just with you, 24 hours ago.
You were just at my apartment, eating my food. You were just telling me I needed an intervention because of how much I’ve been drinking and I told you you were jealous because you couldn’t keep up anymore.
“You alive, bro?”
Our huge joke. I don’t think you knew that I was actually serious, with all the shit you pull. We were JUST joking around about how many lives you had because you’ve had so many close calls. And you were always joking around when you’d leave by saying, “Yeah, I feel like dying tonight.”
2 weeks since you last smoked weed. 6 days since you last had a cigarette. I was so proud of you. But not nearly as proud as you were of yourself. Even though you were sick and in the ER 2 nights before then, you wore your million dollar smile. You gave me your big “Bobby hug” and kissed my forehead as you said, “See you later, pretty girl. We need some Bobby time again.” Because the night before that I was miserable after my concussion and you came over to make me smile. And tell me not to date Cody Anderson because he was too dumb for me and did too many drugs. I was so scared to tell you that I’ve done some of the things you most hate, so I didn’t. I sat there and kept my mouth shut.
I should’ve been there to take care of you. You’ve taken care of me so many times before. I always made sure you weren’t too drunk to ride. I always made you stay, even if it had to be on the couch. And I’m sorry we never got to go on that dancing date. Save me a dance up there?
You’re a man of great faith, and it amazed me when you asked me questions of God and religion. I have no doubt that God’s taking good care of you. He just needed another angel.
I love you, Bobby Salmons.
i.am.so.mad.
i hate feeling like i need someone and like my life revolves around someone else.
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The early morning’s thinnest sliver of light appeared silently.
Several billion trillion tons of superhot exploding hydrogen nuclei rose slowly above the horizon and managed to look small, cold and slightly damp.
There is a moment in every dawn when light floats, there is the possibility of magic. Creation holds its breath."
I don’t really feel like putting on a fake smile and making conversation with people that I don’t have anything in common with anymore.