My name's Kay and I'm 15. I Keep to myself with few but great friends. Some don't understand me but that's just because they don't know my life of pain and hiding.
Well I guess this is it. I am done writing. Probably forever. Too much stuff has happened lately and I have no heart to write anymore. I have completely lost my imagination and I don't dream anymore. I"m sorry if this saddens anyone, which I doubt it does. So, I guess this is goodbye.