That Douche With A Tumblr
I'm not sure who I am anymore.
I'm caught between wants and misgivings, contentment and nostalgia.
But to sum it up in simpler terms. I'm Kellie. I'm a college student and I don't know what the fuck to do with my life. I'm broke. I'm single. And my feet don't touch the ground when I sit in a chair. Nonetheless I'm always smiling. Always dreaming.
"Run, run, run"
Talk to me, I'll listen
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Anonymous said:
Describe your perfect guy..
Holy SHIT something in my inbox!!!!!Amazing.
But, my perfect guy wouldn’t have to perfect. I’m not so I wouldn’t expect him to be. As long as we could be best friends and feel like ourselves around each other than that’s all I would need. But a good taste in music is a plus. And I like soft guys, the sweethearts.
Sigh.
I hate how judgemental people on tumblr are.
If someone wants to smoke, how is that bothering you?
Are they hurting you?
Are they forcing you to do it?
No, no.
You are not better than anyone else.
