i found this in my drafts and i lol'd.

this is just a mirco-blog to say:

why can't i grab (mostly scratch when they itch) my own boobs in public? they're mine.

i found my mom's diary..

i found these entries in my mom's diary today and i thought it was really sweet. yeah, i laughed and i most definitely sobbed like a babbling brook. but nevermind that.

Sometime in 1979 (10 years old)

I had a very exciting dream. I had moved uptown 111 C street. Our class decided to go upstairs to the annual Star Wars hunt. Me and another creature called Setrasune dug a hole in this dirt and mad a tent around us and each of us had a gun that we made. we went out to fight. I almost got hit. Setrasune did, he was killed. I went back to the hole and hid with my gun aimed at the opening. I killed several people my gun was used up. A creature named Pentagon shot me. The shot hit and went through my ears. I was weak. Tina, a friend told me to come on we were going to get out of here in an airplane. We snuck out and got in and took off. We crashed in a tall pine tree and were stuck. I was looking for those too and could not find them so I rocked the plane and it fell out and into the water. Me and another girl swam and pulled th eplane to the shore we couldn't see or find Tina after a little while. I seen her swim in. Somebody found us and took us back to the school. The Star Wars thing was still going. I was shot again. Tina grabbed me and said "if you're ever hurt come to me" and we both cried and went home.

Nov. 23 1980 (11 years old)

Every Sunday I listen to the radio on KCPX. They play real good songs. Like Whip It and Cars. They're rock and roll songs. Top 40. My favorite song is We Had Seasons In The Sun. Last night I watched the Bermuda Triangle It was scary. Ships and Airaplanes disappear.

Oct. 28 1981 (12 years old)

We took a tour through the Jordan Temple. It is so pretty. I can't wait till I can get married. I'm going to get married in the Salt lake Temple. Then travel around the world and see all the Temples.

words are hard.

this is so stupied that i even have to poste this. becuz i thot i was an uhdult. and that all of my freinds was uhdults. but apparuntle KNOT! becuz no afence or anything, but nobuddy can SPELL anymore! i can't even baleve it. its like, rilly sad that i have to call everyone out on my stupied blog butt, thats just the way it is i geuss.

it just makes me wunder the qality of educashun that we got in shcool. but THEN i start to wunder if it just plane ignorinace. it could all so have some thing to do with how pritty girls dont think they knead to lern how to spell and stuffe.

i dont no alot of things, but i just think its insain. i mein, hello? spell chek!

it dusnt mein im gunna stope loveing any one, i just think we could lern a little bit by reiding a book once in a wile.

like twilite.

TEEM JACOB!

i’ve fallen. and i don’t WANT to get up.

if i tried to walk to you, it’d take me approximately 25 days. but maybe if i ran, it’d only take 20.

but where did i find you anyway? there’s so many unfortunate events that led me to you. maybe you’re that silly little light at the end of the tunnel i always heard about.

the world is so hate filled, and i’m a little too negative sometimes. but you make everything seem hopeful, and a little easier to deal with.

these are just words. but if i get it just right, they might mean something to you. they might even make you flash that perfect smile of yours.

i laid on my bed today, and watched the sky turn from blue to cloudy and grey. i thought about you, and what role you play in this world. you have so much to offer, and i want help you get to where ever it is that you want to be.

are you the man of my dreams? of course you are. but you’re so much more than that. you have things that i didn’t know i wanted, or could have. you have exceeded my expectations.

so far.

but there is so much of your mind (and body… well.. pretty much all of your body) that i haven’t yet gotten into. but i can’t wait.

there’s something about you that makes me want to be better, and that makes me want to let you in. and i am letting you in. i mean let’s be real here, you ARE in. please, don’t stop. and please continue to be patient with me when i can’t grasp all of the amazing things you say about me. i’ve got some scar tissue that makes it a little difficult for me to believe those types of things. but it won’t hinder me forever. i promise.

i want to make you happy forever. cause you’re the one i’ve been waiting for.

Vlog?

I am just trying this out.

Hear the legend of hot beardy. Also, try to count the that’s what she saids.

Vlog from kynslie coffin on Vimeo.

Gem.

A really ridiculous video I found the other day.
I was really bored driving home from Bear Lake.

Maybe I should look into video blogging? Unlikely, I'm much more clever via digital and hand written words.

That's What She Said.

So, I've decided to compile some That's What She Said's that I have recently encountered (whether on my on endeavor, or that of friends, foes, and strangers.)

"If you're feeling nervous about it, just put a little butter on it."

"Oh, that went in easy."

"Well, that's as far as it'll go."

"If you're not gonna take it in the mouth, you know where it's gonna go."

"Are you through yet? Cause I'm getting tired of holding this."

"I just like to get my fingers in everything."

"I tried to straddle it but it was too big."

"She forgets to swallow, and then she drools."

"Use two hands to double your pleasure, and double your fun."

"Start at the base of the rump, rub your way out, following it to it's natural conclusion."


I'll probably add a part 2. and I am definitely open to submissions.