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spell my name wrong...i'll kill you. [k a r l i e] gotitbitch? i like my peanut butter crunchy. and don't you forget it. D R A M A ? count me out. i'm probably the most random person ever. i can spend hours talking about nothing, and i will. fuck headgames. say how you feel or stop wasting my time. i love watching movies from when i was a wee one. littlefoot is my man. (get in the know. watch land before time fool.) i love love love a f f e c t i o n. and i have no problem at all showing it, to the right person. ever since i was little i have wanted to fall in love, get married, have a family, and grow old together. call me old fashioned but this will never change. to me, it's all about the little things: kisses on my shoulder, holding hands, unexpected hugs, a long walk, talking... i believe in nothing as FIERCLY as i believe in love. my parents were married for 23 years, and my grandparents were married for 65 years. i grew up believing in love and marriage. HOWEVER i do not believe love has anything at all to do with age or days on a calendar. love has absolutely nothing to do with time. i tend to be indecisive. but never about the things that matter. a piece of advice. don't get in an argument with me. it will be long. it will be bloody. and you will lose.. simple as that. odd is my god. i hate what is even. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE FISH FOR COMPLIMENTS. i don't like feet. i think they're ugly. i don't like my feet touched or seen. the only people who can touch them are people i trust- a lot. i'm insane. and i will be the first to tell you so. my two greatest fears are failure and rejection. i like sleeping. some days...are just days where all i want to do is lay in bed allll the livelong day. the older i get, the more i realize: [it's not about me.] i make little noises constantly. awake or asleep. i make mistakes. just like you. the only difference is: i'm not afraid to admit i'm wrong. i am a blunt person. about pretty much everything...if i like you-you'll know. and if i don't-you'll definitely know. i would die for love. i don't consider myself staightedge but i don't drink, smoke or do drugs. i'd rather fall asleep [c u d d l i n g]. boardgames are where it's at. &&be warned: i'm cut throat when it comes to monopoly. i hate people who calim to be in love with a different person every week. some people cannot differentiate between love and lust. YOU ARE FOOLISH. with all that being said...you still don't know me. I don't even know me.navigation home add message leave a comment pictures my blog fuckkkear candysong: Until the Day I DieIMPORTANT
I'm no longer thirteen, nor at a maturity level where I'm going to let shallowism control my thoughts. I've come here to conversate, not to masturbate to your pictures. Please show me the same consideration. Dah dah dah... Are we [ you ] [ us ] ready for authenticy? [ if so, if not ] I'm as real as your hands. I'm as real as anyone else is going to be. So talk to me like I'm a real person. [ confused? ]Unlike commons, I like school. I want to establish something with my life. My ambitions are not to live forever or be a superhero. My dream is not the spotlight. I like simplicity. I want to see the city, I want to see people be happy together. I want to have a job in the office, I want to travel. I want to talk to people and meet new people. I'm no longer living by, I want to be someone. But, I already am someone. and I want to induldge in it. [ get it? ] I've taken for granted the little things in life before, and time and time again. Are we not here to learn from our mistakes? I will not take this for granted anymore. I know, I suppose, growing is about finding out who we are. I don't think I know who I am. But I'm not really searching for it anymore. I'm living my life by the moment, I'll take my risks but be open to the consequences. I've accepted the fact life isn't perfect. But, it doesn't need to be. Imperfection is what lets us love. And I've found myself loving and admiring more the things that are imperfect, then the things I thought were perfect and sought inspiration in. It only decieved me and gave me a false interpertation of a foolish happiness. I'll live and let live. I'm not in a rush.Ruben Rosas toilet lovers look at those thighs