Sign on. Sign off. Refresh. Reload. That’s what I’ve been doing the past few days since I friend requested one of my friend’s friend because I thought he was cute. Weird. Strange. And, also really unnatural of me. But, I felt compelled. Yes. I just wanted to do something different, something non-like my normal self. So, I wrote my friend a message that two of … Continue reading So, I’m done being pathetic.
We talked on the phone for about an hour & 35 minutes. We laughed & giggled. Mostly I told him stories, but he asked & commented on whatever I said. The conversation went great. It was filled with humor & silliness. Gosh, those types of conversations leave me wanting more, longing for something else. I didn’t want to end the call, but, cousins were over … Continue reading Just save me!
Bands, independent singers, crowds of people strange and normal, purple & blue haired, screaming fans needing to see “their” band. They are waiting to rush into the doors of Warped Tour 2012 in Camden, New Jersey. As my cousin & I waited to enter, we saw various types of people. Many were obnoxiously shouting at one another while at a close distance to be an ass. During … Continue reading Oh, Warped Tour 2012
I sat down in my room for at least 20 minutes. No music. No talking. No one home. No one to interrupt me in my time of thought. I wanted to seriously sit down & think why it took so long to get over him. The past is the past & the present is the present. True. But, how can you live in the present … Continue reading He was just… my first everything.
I’m searching, looking, sifting through the pack, for something, someone to talk to. I have others to speak to, but I think I desire a fresh, new individual to listen to me. Someone who doesn’t know my current situation, someone who can give advice as an outsider. I think I’m searching for someone right now. I’m so desperately longing for someone to connect with on … Continue reading There should be no more distractions or screwing around with my career.
I’m a writer, thinker, dreamer, observer, etc. I’m Hope Kumor. I want you to remember that name, remember me when I leave this planet. Maybe a few months after I pass, no one will know me, no one will remember who I was, what I did, what I stood for. Despite this, I ask YOU to at least remember me in your thoughts, dreams and … Continue reading Don’t forget the name Hope Kumor
I smile, laugh, act cheery & wide-eyed. I can make you smile in a drop of a hat with my cuteness. I can charm the hell out of you in a second. I can be so friendly & nice that you love talking to me. I can be uplifting & positive. But, sitting here alone with myself, I’m sad, depressed & silent. I’m two different … Continue reading I can’t hold onto stuff forever.