About Me(;
heey its katelynn but i go by kate or katie(: im 12 years old and i live in New Castle, Pennsylvania.
i go to new castle jr/sr high school (its laameee). i am a cheerleader. i gym at natalies cheer and tumblee(:
oh my friends? yeah we got some memories(: ohh and if i dont like you then dont bother talking to mee kayy or i will gladly embarress you.. so unless you dont wanna look like a fool dont bother.. im single but crushingg<3. My parents are divorced, i have 3 brothers and 2 sisters.. Robb Dydrek<3333.
haylaaa hackeddd katelynnnn. i love herr soo muchhh. she is SOOOOO cutee<3. bt her brother is 10x cuterr. BOTH OF THEM(; welll katelynnn is legitt my bestfrienddd(: one of them. shes a top(: haha and she likes my better then most of you BITCHES(: haha and im her favorite person, HATE BITCHES<3. BYE BROS&HOES<3.
ohh & i can't forget this.. Robb Dydrek is my husbandd i am obbsed with himm<3.. hahah well byee broo(;
ohh & i can't forget this.. Robb Dydrek is my husbandd i am obbsed with himm<3.. hahah well byee broo(;
*Walking down the hall with my best friend.*
Me: knock knock Sophia: who's there? Me: daisy.
Sophia: daisy who?
Me: Daisymerollin they hatein try and catch me ride and dirty.
Sophia: bhahahahah! that was soo bad.
Me: it was extra cheesie.
Sophia:
Me:
Sophia:
Me:
Sophia:
Me:
*We get to the end of the hall*
Sophia: bahahahhahahhaaahhaahahhah.
Me: see your still laughing.
Sophia: it was soo bad but its funny.
Got too love her!<3(;
SHE:
Is laying in bed with the door locked the curtains are drawn and
lights off. The notebook is in the DVD
player. An empty tub of ice cream is on the floor next to dozens
of crumpled tissues. She's got her
music blasting, so loud no one can hear her sobs. Her fingertips
are smudged with black from wiling
away mascara-strained tears. She's reloading their last
conversation, thinking I'll never get
him back.
HE:
Is sitting on the edge of his bed with door locked. The curtains
are drawn and lights off. Call of Duty in
the xbox. The controller is laying on the floor, right beneath
the spot where he nearly punched the wall in his own frustration.
He's got his music blasting so
loud, so nobody can hear his cries. His hair's a mess from
running his hands through it. And he's replaying their last
conversation, thinking shell never take
me