HI!

I'm Kay.


I like footie pajamas and miss my long hair, and I hated the phone that's in that picture so don't ever get one.


I'm just a normal, small-town girl who has a bad habit of getting herself into the strangest of situations.


This blog is a lot of things. It's a little inappropriate. It's not structurally flawless. I forget details and have to backtrack sometimes. It's funny. It's stupid. It's 100% the truth. I write like I talk, so please forgive the errant curse word or run-on sentence. I have a bad case of verbal diarrhea and sometimes I just can't shut up.


I'm sharing my story, not because I think I'm the only one who's ever been lied to on the internet. In fact, I've met a lot of really great people via this little journal, who have had very similar stories to mine. My story isn't better than yours, or more crazy than yours - or maybe it is. That's not the point. I started the Diaries to make my friends laugh, to stop retelling the story verbally which took upwards of an hour, and to bless the cyber universe with a chance to marvel at my incredible misfortune.


Please, pull up a chair, and a glass bottle of wine, and join me on my crazy journey from love to heartbreak to vengeance and back.


Welcome to the Tucker Diaries.
 
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