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The start of Kissing Karie

Sunday, 15 January 2006

How it all started.
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: The story of my life.
Hi. I'm Karie Jae. My real name is Karissa Jenice Plantz. I am 20 years old. Are you wondering what my point is? Well, so am I! (jk) My story begins in the winter of 1992. I was seven years old. My mother got in a fight with her boyfriend. He called the cops and we all got questioned. It was my mother, my little brother and I. My little brother was five and I had just turned seven a few weeks ago. A few of the questions we were asked included stuff about our school, teachers, etc. and when we last bathed. A five year old boy won't know the difference from two days ago and last Tuesday. We wen't to school and got called out of our class'. They said "Do you want to see what a police station looks like?" I knew something was wrong, but Justin was very excited. It saddens me now to look back on that day. That day we were taken from our mother, and she didn't know. She thought we were kidnapped, because the school staff refused to expell any information to her. At seven years old, my life became fucked up. I was put on anti-depressants and anti-psychotics because I would cry every night and it bothered my foster sister, whome I shared a room with. I always thought that Amy and Brian Thomasson had it out for me from the beginning. Maybe they were.I'll never know. By the age of 18 I had been in seven different foster homes, two different group homes, three different Juvinile Halls, and one Youth Prison. I had been engaged 4 or 5 times and had lost one fiancee of three years, a cousin and a grandfather. I found my daddy, and became a smallish part of his life. My Niece and Neiphew, Alysha and JR know me by face and voice. My oldest sister just had her third child. I have gone by maybe 30 different names, fucked over 100 men, and became a meth addict and a drunk. I am now going by Karie Jae, or Kissing Karie. My name is Karissa, and I am not happy with it. I have been going by Karie for almost a month now, but have changed the spelling three times. I went from Alex, to Alyx, to Kari, to Karri, to Kissing Karri, to Karie, to Kissing Karie, to Kissing Karie Jae, and now to Karie Jae. Justin goes by Box now, which is short for Lunchbox, the charachter in Jay and Silent Bob, because he stands around the same. I have three older sisters and three younger brothers. If I were a hermaphrodite, I'd be the perfect middle child. This is my story. I hope you have a new light that you can shine on me. Weather the light consists of the fact that I am a fucked up kid, or a neurotic slut, I don't care.

Posted by goth/kissingkariejae at 3:56 PM PST
Updated: Sunday, 15 January 2006 5:47 PM PST
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