Long day's Early night's

So Meany Day's so Meany night's. The day's are so long, and the night's are so short. I just fall asleep and it's day again Jake phoned today... he said "I'm so so sorry. Kit please come back too me. I hate myself and I'm sorry, please please please come back too me. i love you Kit"

well I've got to go now bye bye....

love Kit

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I'm so numb

I'm so numb. But i think that's good at lest i can't feel the pain so much anymore. My life is equally numb, noting is happening. Well i souled tell you a bit about myself i spouse if I'm going to keep this blog...

About me

My name as i said before is Kitty Skell. I'm 15 and a half. And at the moment i hate my life, well I haven't really got much of a life anyways you see. I'm in a "care home", well it's not very much of a "care home" I hate it. I've been in this stupid "care home" for 14 years, mum and dad died when I was 1 and a half. I really-really-REALLY hate it here. I feel so stupid like a Little kid here, there's no privacy what so ever here, so all the kids barge in and out of my room when ever they please. It's so stupid I hate like I said, luckily I don't have to share my room. and I panted it totally black :S...well I had a boyfriend who loved me and had Kissed me and touched me and had said that he loved me I'm weeping now so I'm giveing up talking about myself and J-J-J-J-Jake

Kit

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When will the pain stop??

I hate myself. I hate Jake. I hate his new Girlfriend. I hate my life. when will this pain stop??.

Kit

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From the bottom of my broken heart

I am a dead person walking - well - I feel that way. My whole life has fallen apart. I feel like I have just been murdered viciously with a knife and then torn apart by wolves and eaten. That's what I feel like has happen to me . I have lost the only thing that was keeping me together, my boyfriend.

His name is Jake and I loved him more than the air I breath or the earth I walk on. I loved him so much. and I miss him so badly. He dumped me in the worst way possible, he sent me a text saying "I'm seeing someone else get yourself someone else's shoulder to cry onto" .

I hate him and love him at the same time. Ohh, not that it matters, but my names Kitty Skell. My "boyfriend" called me Kit and it stuck. If (when) I met someone new I say my name's "Kit, well Kitty really but most people call me Kit" .

Well I have to go now, but I will write again soon .
Lots of love from the bottom of my broken heart Kit XXXxxxxXXX