Kori-self-explained

there was something about the way he looked at me that day the way he seemed curious he listened--no one had in awhile at first, i was just pretending he was a friend, i promised but as time grew.. so did my fascination, for him i learned about him even grew jealous of HER but i had HIM; my feelings were wrong -- perverse when i had breaks, i needed him a smile -- something to get by and when we closed we would flirt, innocently at first there were butterflies the night we kissed he claimed he was bad at it i assured him, it wasn't he'd made the fireworks spark again i don't know why i lied was i afraid? eit

I keep having really odd dreams. One involves one of my teachers telling me how I'm nothing and I will never amount to anything and I try my best to get back at him for it. The others have to do with a particular ex. Normally I don't name the ex or I change their name, but the likelihood of him reading this is...yeah it's just not likely. This dream takes place in the future...but also in the past. And the present. This may confuse you. But I will try to timeline the best I can. Also, due to part of my memory being hazy, the end is cut short till I can actually write out something better than what I barely remember, haha. june 2013 I shoul

There's one memory that still bugs me about back home. When I was about four...my mother got stabbed by my stepfather. I remember them fighting and screaming. My stepfather's mother was in the mix too. We all got tossed into a playpen by him: Me, Katy, and Shaye. Our ages at this time were 4, 2, and 7 months I believe. Now I'm the oldest of my siblings, and my sister has unfortunately always looked up to me. I say this, because I've lived hundreds of miles of from this child, and she STILL LOOKED UP TO ME. She barely knew me. She was obsessed with me like I was obsessed with singing. And that has bothered me just as much as this memory. Our