July 12, 2014   3,814 notes

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July 8, 2014

Idk why anyone follows me on here and sometimes I forget that people do. I only write on here when I’m in a very pathetic state of mind and I’m too embarrassed to put it on my main blog.

July 7, 2014


I shouldn’t go to your Facebook. I shouldn’t read reviews of how your band did at your show last week. I always knew you were my dream boy. Can I just say that I was your first fan girl? When you were awkward and shy and didn’t even sing? I commented on your video and I loved you from the beginning. Now you’re the frontman of band, a band that is definitely making it’s way. And to this day I’m regretting everything I said. Ugh. I feel so sick to the bone right now. I know we said our “sorrys” and all but that’s not what I want. Sorry isn’t enough. Sorry is just a word. I wonder when I’ll get over this.

June 28, 2014   515,043 notes


If I reply with “oh” I either don’t give a fuck or I feel like i’ve been punched in the throat

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June 27, 2014

The amount of bs Helen and I put up with is incredible. Omg

May 20, 2014   1 note

3 Red Bulls, 6 shots, 5 hits.

May 1, 2014

If you want me to leave you alone then just say it.

April 28, 2014

It’s not fair. It’s not fair to pop into my life for two days every 6 months, be all nice, tell me you’ll be different this time, and then completely ignore for a week. You only come to me when it’s convenient for you and I’m tired of falling for it.

April 14, 2014

If someone was to sincerely ask me to open up, maybe I would. But I guess I just don’t want to give my feelings out to the world. I don’t want someone to “have me figured out”. The thought of someone “seeing right through me” just terrifies me and makes me sick. I never want to be predictable. Today Hannah told me one of our guy friends said “Kalie is like a book but you can’t read it. You can just sit there and ponder it and look at the cover.” That’s how I want the majority of people to see me. I don’t want to give away feelings, deep thoughts, or emotions away to just acquaintances. Those types of things are like gems to me, things I value, and I’m not just going to tell the whole world. Someday I think I’ll meet someone who will start reading my book, they won’t be afraid to look past the cover. And honestly, I hope he’s like that too. I hope he’s a mystery to figure out and surprises me all the time. I don’t know what this post means or what I’m really trying to say, but today I learned a little about myself and that’s a good feeling.

March 24, 2014

Can’t sleep