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Name: kaytlin myers (aka katey bug, katey cakes, bubbles, angelbaby, etc or whatever u wanna call me)
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My life pretty much is based on my friends, my boyfriend, and my family. DONT even try to hit on me since i am taken and i wont reply back :] talk normal when messaging me, i dont want to talk to a damn kindergartener.
beautiful girl with pretty blue eyes a hidden heart of hurt and lies she sits up in her bed at night and cries its hard for her to realize that love isnt all weak in the knees and butterflies.......
Nice to meet you. :D
You've never met anyone quite like me.
I will change your life if you let me.
The littlest things make me smile.
If you meet me in person & I dont know you, odds are I wont talk to you.
It's nothing personal, its just the way I am
I am probably the whitest white girl you have ever met.
But I am more gangsta than you. :>
I have my obsessions, weaknesses, & phobias.
But you will never know what they are.
Life's to precious to worry about st00pid sht
Fk drama, it's a waste of time.
Getting along with me is simple:
Don't talk sht
Don't fk with my friends
& we will get along just fine. :D
The name's Kaytlin. The littlest things make me smile. I am a very confusing and complicated person. I accept you for who you are, not who I expect you to be. I’m not perfect, and I don’t expect you to be. I welcome everyone and give them a chance to be who they wanna be and hope that in return they will let me be who I wanna be.
Make me smile. Give me butterflies. Be different than everyone else. Amaze, inspire, and encourage me. Be the person you are when no one is around. I want someone who is worth fighting for and is willing to fight for me.
Someone once told me that I could change the world if I chose to, and I didn’t believe that person. He told me that I could be whatever I wanted to be and that he would always be there to cheer for my dreams. everyday, I strive to make his dream for me come true.
I do what my heart tells me to do.
I believe in hope, faith, love, and trust. If I don't think I can trust you, I won’t even try to be your friend. I think the hardest thing in life is letting go or giving up. Some people think that giving up solves everything, but it really doesn’t. I believe that letting go of anything is the hardest thing you will ever have to do in this life. They say that if you love someone, you have to let them go. I don't agree with that statement anymore. I believe that if you really love someone with all your heart, you will always do anything in your power to keep them. Holding on may hurt to the point where you are crying every night, but at least you still have the person in your life. The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else.
Nothing in life can ever be promised. Promises always wind up being broken, and I learned that the hard way. But somehow, you always wind up trusting someone and getting hurt anyway. That’s just the way life is, it’s about taking chances. If you don’t take chances, you never know what will happen. If you keep doing the same things, you will keep winding up with the same outcome. Sometimes in life, you have to love with all you have, and see what you get in return. You will never share love untill you love yourself.. So, Fall in love when ever you can, dream bigger than life, and don't let anyone tell you that you cant achieve your dreams.
"Do you ever open your arms wide and spin and spin and spin? Well, thats what love is like. It makes your heart beat faster and it turns your world upside down. But if you're not careful, if you dont keep your eyes on something still, you can lose your balance."
&& All thos arguments we had on who loves who more made me smile ♥♥[♥][♥]
StUfF ThAt I ♥:
super mario bros
edward scissor hands
the colors pink and blue
attempting to sing
♥dancing with the person you love♥
♥laying under the stars♥
sitting by a controlled outdoor fire
laying by the fireplace
i like making akward conversations
stars amaze me
black and white art/photographs
i like beautiful things
talking on the phone late at night
♥kissing in the rain♥
♥the movie the notebook♥
dancing in spider-man underwear hehe
♥being held close by someone you love
piggy back rides
taking pictures and photo albums
Buying expensive looking shoes for less then 15 dollars
Writing, reading, drawing, seeing
Being silent and observing random idiots
Walking around my house when it.s pitch black,
HUGE OBSESSION: Antique stores
Sitting in Cafe's
Drinking Green Tea
Making long distance calls
Reflections in paper plates (if you dont get it, it,s ok, your not meant to lol)
Paradox of Perfection
♥when people play with my hair.
♥getting the chills.
And so much more.....
[X] when socks fall off my feet when i sleep.
[X] loosing someone you love.
[X] waking up early.
[X] eyeliner smears.
[X] time of the months haha.
[X] when my nail polish chips.
[X] when i loose things.
[X] gettng my phone taken away.
[X] mean heads.
[X] never finding anything to wear.
[X] bad days.
[X] fake bitches.
[X] bad hair days.
[X] when people don't tell you whats wrong.
[X] being grounded.
[X] cold showers.
[X] the watery stuff from ketchup. yuck!
Every day I walk into first hour, it breaks my heart to see the charming girl in the corner who sits with her head down, or the supposedly strange girl who has to make awkward outbursts for any sort of attention. It does murder to my soul to see the sweet boy silenced by his peers, lost in shyness because he was too different to be accepted by his peers. It honestly, truly crushes my soul to see the girl that betrays herself to sexuality simply because her peers saw it fit to make her feel uncomfortable with themselves. Honestly, it tears me apart to be the boy who'll never be remembered or loved for who truly am, but for the infamous image that I portray.
Why? Because high-school stopped being about education years ago, and now has become a filthy race amongst it's students to be accepted. To be the first, the most beautiful, masculine, homegenous, and, in some eyes, the most perfect. To some, mere acceptance amongst a small group of peers is a seemingly impossible struggle. To others, real life is just as potent as myspace.com, these so-called 'popular' kids adding acquaintences to their repertoire as if Tom himself had designed the measure of their social lives. Yes, there are some people who are in between, and some people who never fit in at all - but the sad truth is, few ever have the temerity to realize that highschool is not about fitting in. In a way, our adolescence is in part about realizing that we never had to.
Oh, it's terribly hard to express your individuality without being judged. Oh, and I'm ever so sure that it hurts you so badly to be mocked and shouted out by your onlookers as they spit on you with disdain for the way you dress, or the way you speak. A teen-aged ego is a fragile one; believe me, I know. We're so easily manipulated and hurt, and our emotions our so terribly out of check that we are often more stressed and upset than we ever need to be. Oftentimes life feels as if it is pushing down on us from every other angle, smashing us and burning us with all of the heat it can find. Boyfriends cheat on you, girls spread rumors, men bully and abuse you; no body cares, right? You feel alone in the world, and no matter how many friends are there, sometimes, the vice of isolation takes hold. You think you have no one.
But what of yourself? What ever became of pride and love of oneself? Many people lose this during the elementary years - and social roles are established amongst school mates between eight and ten years of age. It is oftentimes seen that the 'cool kids' in your fifth grade class remain the 'cool kids' throughout their entire educational career, no matter what they do. 'Losers', as they are often cruelly called, remain in that role just the same. Yes, there are some free spirits that manage to shed the painful costumes that we are often bogged down with throughout our young lives, but more often than not, we become the very people that our peers say we are. Life is ruthless much of the time, and we lose our chance to be ourselves. So? Who cares? If this is the way life goes, why the hell should I be complaining, correct?
So, now you're no longer the innocent child that you were in your younger days. You're now just another one of the 'losers', looked down upon by many and mocked by those who, in reality, aren't much better than yourself. It hurts - and it's quite possible that, at this point, you're contemplating seeking any manner you can to escape the pain of every day life. You think you might not be able to face another day without some kind of surreality - drugs, video games, sex, or, sometimes, suicide. Is this fair? No. Is this life? Yes - and I am speaking out against it. It hurts me - nay - it makes me absolutely sick to my taut stomach to think that there are those who believe that they should offer nothing but disdain to their fellow man. It's ridiculous!
How dare you tell a woman that she is ugly? How dare you scream 'fag' at a boy? Do you have any idea what this does to them? Probably. You have been through similar incidences, where someone misjudges you, or treats you most poorly. Your feelings have been hurt, everyone's have, and yet, you do not think twice about the awful words you let slip mercilessly forth from your lips? As the old saying goes, "sticks and stones," but what if the words you speak bare more weight than either of those things? Oh, and you feel ever so mighty when you have embarassed a boy to the point of irreversible shame, or when you have degraded a girl to tears and frustration. Well, what ever do you say when they kill themselves? What happens when the 'fat girl' you shrieked at so cruelly loses weight via bulimia?
Nothing. You don't think twice, do you? It's a shame, but it's true. I won't lie - I'm one of the meanest people you'll ever meet. I call men pigs, and write women off as 'sluts' ten before i've even had my morning cup of tea. It's not right. I know that few people will care, or even read this all the way through, but I am asking you all to try and be here for one another. The future is ours, remember, and we should truly begin to think about what we will do with it. I don't want to have to fight people that I have known for years, and having enemies and people that hate me is one of the worst feelings in the world. Why can we not simply love one another, or give one another a chance? Love and the pursuit - and gain - of happiness is the meaning of our god-given life! Why ever would we want to ruin that?
Please, love one another.
One person at a time, at least.
You'll find that it is much easier to offer kinship, than disdain.
|Age: 22||Year of birth: 1989||Month of birth: 11||Day of birth: 22|
What do you do?: Something in between
Place of living: USA-Nevada
Exact place of living: boulder city
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Weblog URL: um
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Elfpack crew wannabe: No
|chasing the preferred sex||dancing||fantasy|
Civil status: married
Sexual preference: opposite sex
Body shape: normal