Hello (:
Name: Keilly
Age:Seventeen
Description:A weird thing
In need of: a psychologist
Afraid of: Birds
Hate: Cheese(except on pizza),and mayonnaise
Im like this weird human who just has a bunch of ideas and wants to be a writer. One day ill be Chief Editor of Times Magazine, and well you'll say that you used to read my blog. This is personal as much as it is public.A writer has no secrets,and if he does, then you havent noticed but they're in what he writes. I love writing, reading and correcting :) woah,what a package.
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twitter:@kkeilly
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I dont know my own strength
hello fellow followers
just me again here spilling out the few words that are left in what we humans call our brains. I feel wreck-less. Like I wish i wouldn’t be anyone’s friend, it would all be better because, well i wouldn’t have to worry about having to maintain relationships with anyone other than my teachers for good grades, my family for money, and myself to build up a good self esteem.They say that its impossible to live without at least a few friends, but really? is it? I dont really understand how the whole thing works. Tthen again maybe im just at a very sentimental stage right now. You know im actually kind of confused. When i think about friends, i dont really feel as if I have anyone who would cry if I werent by their side. Bbut then for somme reason or another, i know that if I die this moment, i WILL hav a quite big funeral. Would there be tears?yep,alot of tears. But you see thats the part where even more confusion kicks in. Would the be tears but life is going to be hard without me? or would they be tears because the body automaticaly responds to very sad situations like that.
Dear other half,
if you are really out thee, then you shoud know that I hope we really love each other. And I’m sorry for being so non sentimental with you, IF I AM. Maybe i turned into one of those coochie coohie couples that make you wanna say GET A ROOM! haha
Write to you some other time folks :)
Happy 4th of July my fellow Americans (:
I don’t know why you say goodbye I say hello
Hair, there, and everywhere. by earthtoandrea on Flickr.
Great!now everyone wants to get a tumblr -.-,I hope it stays the way it is.I personally prefer posting anything I need to post without the concern of having people who know me read it. If anyone knows the answer to stopping tumblr popularity,please tell me,because I don’t!
My brain
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The adrenaline you feel while on a rollercoaster is one of the best feelings in the world. For those few minutes you have no idea where you might be or whats going to happen next. Just like life. You never know what going to happen, or if anything at all will happen. But what you must keep in mind, is that you control how you react to those turns and upside down moments. Do you raise your hands in defeeat?or do you hold on even though you might scream?
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May 31,2011
Life was better when I was 5.Boys had cooties, and math went no further than saying my age with my fingers.Too bad we dont know that when we’re small so we dont make the most of it.Now cooties dont exist and math involves numbers you dont know the name of. They say “enjoy life now,it only gets complicated”, well it already is complicated. Im guessing they should have written it a few years ago.
Reality is, humans never settle for anything. When you arent wishing you were 5, youre wishing you were older. Maybe because being older represents the “moment” of your life AKA your shining money making years, not that you know if you’ll really be succesfull, but hey, no one said its a crime to dream. So you find yourself dissapointed at life when you wink and realize your in the same couch/bed/cha, Kir you were 5 seconds ago. It life’s personal way of mocking you. dont like it? not my problem. Whats the point of this blog post? well other than inform you that you’re not going anywhere, and that wishing for time to go back, or for the future to get here faster, only makes time go slower. While not paying attention to it makes it faster. The challenge is when you realize you’re sick of your present, so how could you not think of another time other than that? I dont know, you figure it out. My advice? open a blog, it helps to express your head.Please pass by soon.
looking for the answer,
K
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