My name is Kayla.
I know i'm not perfect.
I know i'm not en-capturing.
I know i'm not anything amazing.
But,
I know who I am.
I know i'm different.
I know I have a past.
I know what I say is true.
And I know you won't hold me back.
November 19th
6:04 PM
Via

Make it stop <3

5:53 PM
soo old :P

soo old :P

5:17 PM
Via
5:04 PM
X)

X)

5:01 PM
&lt;3

<3

October 7th
9:59 PM

a message from s-w-a-g-t-a-s-t-i-c-c-c


hello. can you get me a glass of water. ?

no

July 29th
11:19 PM

Free

I’m going to just watch the sky, and wish that bird flying so high was me.

Wish I was just free.

Wish I could just see, 

see this world from a birds eye view,

to know my life without emotion, only truth.  

Oh and I never stopped loving you,

because I never started, the honest truth.

In these words I’m not blue, just relieved to be rid of all that old news.  

Now I just move through this life,

no more care for nothing,

no passion for old and hurtful twists.  

Memories can sting,

memories can hurt,

but I thank my lucky stars I chose this path,

and these powerful words.    


Free as a bird, and no you’re not a cage that can keep,

my heart,

my soul,

from the new love that fills it.

July 23rd
2:58 PM
drawing themed on my tumblr url :D it has a poem to it as well but I can&#8217;t be bothered posting right now.

drawing themed on my tumblr url :D it has a poem to it as well but I can’t be bothered posting right now.

July 16th
10:49 PM

Seems like I’m a Gemini


Can I hold out my hand?
Will I get one back?
Is your heart still sad?
What’s wrong?
Why are you mad?

No question will answer the monster inside,
it’s ripping me apart.
Building up,
growing strong,
it should be me but it’s really not,
please,
don’t be fooled.

I never thought I would ever have a twin,
so much like me you could almost never tell,
the difference between her eyes and mine,
or our limbs, 
or our minds,
for neither could I.
So just to help
here’s a few clues:

Her eyes are like death,
catch them you’ll wilt,
for in her stare is pain,
anger,
and oh so much guilt.

Her limbs shake,
like her hate can barely be kept,
within us,
and when she’s forced to stop,
she gains my trust,
and make me do things I’d rather not.

Her mind is poison,
it seeps through my soul,
you can’t see this,
but,
trust me,
you’ll know,
when we seem to look lost,
when our face becomes false, 
it’s when she takes over,
and ruins my fun.

Now you can know, 
now you can see,
my two personalities,
tearing at me.

July 4th
10:27 PM
A painting of mine. hope you all like :)

A painting of mine. hope you all like :)