December 2010
10 posts
hi, i'm kelsey.
hi! i’m kelsey, the queen at fucking things up. the ambassador of saying the WRONG thing. the sheriff of screwing myself over. and the dutches of stepping on my own feet.
i’m pretty fucking fantastic about being my own worst enemy. pretty fucking great at shooting myself in the leg. super fucking fabulous and making myself look like an idiot.
thank god for forgiveness.
today i'm weak.
today i’m weak… i feel like i want to cry. and everything isn’t going my way. sometimes it’s hard to stay strong, to pretend like nothing bothers you. that everything is always okay when it’s not. i mean, don’t get me wrong. one bad day won’t even come close to breaking me. but it’s definitely disappointing. i feel like i’m losing friends, due...
blah. . .
i’m not really positive where to go from here with you. apart of me wants to keep going, but apart of me is more then ready to give up. do you realize how hard you make it? ugh. driving me crazy. it’s so close to the beginning and i’m already having these issues. should be a sign, right? too bad i’m already so caught up in you. it’s my drug. boys that are bad for me,...
something pretty for you to listen while i talk...
december 18, 2010
there are hard times, times when life doesn’t even come close to seeming fair… like tonight. being blamed for a car accident wasn’t exactly the highlight of my week. but it’s okay… because last night and earlier today were amazing. last night, a kick back with the boys. so much fun, i can’t even tell you. winning a round of BP was definitely one of the...
i want....
i need to find a boy who likes me for me. who doesn’t care that i say the words: dude, bro, yo, homie. who likes the fact that i love tattoos and want a ton of them. who doesn’t care that i cuss like a fuc*ing sailor. who doesn’t care about my stupid past and all the things i have fucked up. someone who doesn’t mind the fact that i have daddy issues and that i am...