katie7

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H e l l o   g o r g e o u s.


I'm Katie. :) I've been on Witty since 2009.
It's my espcape.
All Witty girls are beautiful. ;)


 A B O U T  M E .


I LOVE HARRY POTTER.
My name is Katie.
I'm currently 14 years young,
living it up in Connecticut.
I play soccer. It's my life.
 Freshman.
Tell me about yourself, now. :)


M U S I C .


Blood on the Dance Floor, Panic! at the Disco, Never Shout Never,
The Maine, Black Veil Brides, Hollywood Undead, All Time Low,
Boys Like Girls, We the Kings, A Rocket to the Moon.



I'm a pretty nice person. I love making friends. Talk to me. :)

Some cool hacks from some cool people.

^ that's right.
hellooo bretheren!
i be alex. (embraceyouroriginality11)
and you know what i'm doing?
"WHAT?"
shutup, no one asked youu.
I'M HACKIN THIS HERE KATIE GIRL.
so yeah, here we go!
" YAAAAAYYYYY"
FUCK YOU, GO AWAY. damn voices.
katie? well yeah, she's kind of amazing. X)
she's HILARIOUS.
she's GORGEOUS
and she will definetaly entertain you, cuz she is just that awesome.
like, if awe and some had a kid, it's her .
...i'm just gonna pretend like that makes ssense.
and if you mess with her? oufff
PREPARE TO GET A CROWBAR WITH A TUNA SANDWICH ON IT SHOVED UP YOUR BUTT!
i mean business. :P
SO ANYWAYS if you're cool, you gotta talk to this girl.
CUZ PSHT, SHE'S COOLER THAN ME.but i have the PRIVELAGE to talk to her.
yeah...
 privelage.
WUV YOU KATEI.
-alex


 

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One day, when I was a freshman
       in high school, I saw a kid in my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying
       all his books.  I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring all their books home on a Friday night? What a nerd."
   I already had my weekend planned, (sleepover, and football game with friends) so I just shrugged my shoulders
and kept walking.
    As I was walking, a bunch of kids came running up to him, knocking him down and all of his books. His glasses went
  flying.  He looked up and I saw the most awful sadness in his eyes.  Feeling sympathetic, I ran to help.  I crawled on
my hands and knees, looking for his glasses. I saw tears in his eyes.
 Finally I found his glasses and handed them to him, saying, "Those guys were jerks. They really should get lives. He
 looked at me and said "Thanks!" with the biggest smile.  It was a smile that wasn't just happiness, but real  gratitude.
I helped him pick up all of his books, and asked him where he lived. Turns out, he lived near me. I asked him why I
Had never seen him before. He said he had gone to a private school before this. I would have never hung out with
private  school  kids before.  I walked him with him, talking the whole way.  He turned out  to be a pretty cool kid. I
asked him if he wanted to come to the football game on Saturday with me and my friends.  He said yes.  We hung
out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. Same with my friends.
As the years went by,  we became the best of friends.   I loved him, he was the most amazing guy.   But I never had
feelings for him.  I mean, sure, I got jealous sometimes. He got girls left and right. From freshman to senior year, he
became more attractive. More popular. But I was always his best friend. He was always there for me, no matter what.
Finally  senior  year  came  and we had to  start  thinking   about colleges.  Kyle  was going to go to  Georgetown to
become a doctor. I was going to Duke. I knew we'd still be friends. The miles wouldn't make a difference. We were that
close.
Kyle, being the nerd he was, was the valedictorian of our class. He had to make a speech at graduation. I was happy
and nervous for me. I'm gad it wasn't me who had to speak up there. The day arrived at last. Right before the speech
he  told  me  how  nervous  he  was.  I  assured  him  he'd be fine and that I loved him. "Thanks." He whispered as he
hugged me.  As he began his speech, he said,
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through all these tough years. Your parents, your teachers,
your siblings,  but most of all, your friends.  I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to  someone is the best gift to
give someone. I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at Kyle  onstage with disbelief as he told the  story of the first day we met.  He had planned to kill himself
over the weekend.  He talked about how he cleaned out his locker that day,  carrying all of his stuff home, so his mom
wouldn't  have to do it  later by  herself.  He made eye  contact with me in the  crowd and smiled.  "Thankfully,  I was
saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard a gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us about his weakest moment. I saw his mom
and dad looking at me, smiling with the most grateful smile. I had tears of happiness in my eyes. Not until that moment
did I realize how much I had meant to him.

Never underestimate your actions. You can save someones life.

 

--Tumblr. Changed it a bit.


 







don't look

at me like that. I'm not a weirdo.

I'm heartbroken.




so let me dance




-Snooki.



I'm Curious Girls.
Have you had you first kiss? Was it special?
Comment The Story

I haven't had mine, I wanna see :) thanks girls!
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It's the last day of September! :D

 

...Someone wake up Green Day.





 

those deep conversations
with your best friend over text.



\\

And when the stars are


out, and oh so bright,

I hope you think of me, please let me be

your light. I'd never let you go.

I'd   never   let   you   go   at  all.

And   when   the   moon   is   up,

giving instant light, I'd like to hold you

close, and gaze upon the sky.  And  we

could hope that  a  night  like  this,

would never end.




would never end..






f o r m a t   c r e d i t  :   X x p r e t t i x X















Format by XxprettixX
Give me a B!
(B!)
Give me an I!
(I!)
Give me a T!
(T!)
Give me a C!
(C!)
Give me an H!
(H!)
WHAT DOES THAT SPELL?!
[(Your Girlfriend)]

 

stop thinking about him girl,
            b e c a u s e   h e ' s   n o t    t h i n k i n g   a b o u t     y o u .

a  n  d      a  t      s  o  m  e      p  o  i  n  t      i  n      y  o  u  r     t  e  e  n  a  g  e     y  e  a  r  s
you find a song that explains exactly how you feel
A  N  D    Y  O  U    L  I  S  T  E  N    T  O    T  H  A  T   S  O  N  G
over     and     over     and      over      again
wishing      you     could     scream    the      lyrics     to     the     very     person     who      made
x  x  x     you  love  the  song  in  the  first  place

nmf.nmq.