i'm a walking contradiction, and i ain't got no right. i'm an old, abandoned church with broken pews and empty aisles. i'm not your star. i was born a house cat by the slide of my mother's hand. i am captivated, i am vindicated, i am wrong, i am right, i swear i knew it all along, and i am flawed but i am cleaning up so well. i'm not the same since i changed my name. i'm the truth to your lie, i'm your tear when you cry. i am needy, i am a thief, i'm not claiming to be jesus christ and company. i keep looking for that blindfold faith, lighting candles to a cynical saint, who wants the last laugh at the fly trapped in the windowsill tape. it's no surprise to me, i am my own worst enemy. i can't stand to fly, i'm not that naive. i am strong when i am on your shoulders.

"All these bitches checkin' out my britches." -Flight of the Conchords

I'm someone who updates this a few times a year since 07 some time. i had a xanga since 05 but things happen and i forget all about it. i'm just a person, that sometimes likes to say it as it is. i'm not going to go on being like i'm soo different, you'll just never fully even know.. because thats silly. my hope is that xanga will not vanish along with all the blogs on it, so maybe some day way far off, my {sisters} kids or whoever can look back and be like huh this is what this Micayla fool was like, kinda like a diary, cept my little brothers don't know where to find it ;)

I like to read 7 books at a time. I tend to get bored with just one.