keeley10

weeelll hhheelloooo tttthhhheeerrree Je’mappelle keeley...a little about myself...well i was brought into this world july 15,1992.. im currently a senior at trevor browne highschool. I have a super unique personality and i'm very open minded!!! i dislike ppl that smoke and i love to wear cute little dresses...i dont drink soda and i take random pictures any chance i get if you havent already noticed. I believe family comes first but man do i love my friends to death!! im not perfect and neither are you..yes i may be conceded but very confident in some ways...i love to write quotes && poems...a lot!!! i draw very well but havent really experimented with that small characteristic within in me. i play sports and exercise a lot rarely will you finf me being lazy... i enjoy taking pictures in the rain but its arizona so waiting for the right opportunity...i believe in God and i know he can heal us more than we think!!! i love the earth and im known to be a treehugger HA!yes i conserve as much as i can.. yes yes lets save the planet...my ambition is to save a life and witness a miracle...or be the miracle...i have a long list of what i want to do before i die (and i dont care if you think thats crazy)...+ many goals besides that. i have some of my life planned out but i love to be unpredictable...after i graduate me and the hooligans are going to college up at n.a.u...my idols are kat von D and jeffree star of course!!!sssoooo you guys im so open for conversation with anyone even a bum...im a very easy person to get to know...and unfortunatley im quick to get attached to ppl...if you add me on myspace or facebook be ready to talk... i dont liked to be jugded so if you want to know more mssg me...and remember dont give up on life you were brought into this world for a reason...♥keeley The appearance of my own body is cut and dissected every time I breathe. My horror of beauty is not when I’m laying naked on the bathroom floor, but when I’m staring at myself, wondering what’s underneath the painted-on feelings and made-up eyes. I’m not a fucking beauty queen. When I walk into the bathroom, I’m not getting pretty.. I’m destroying myself. Repairing myself from the damage I’ve done. Whether YOU like it or NOT. The ceiling of fear crashes down on me when I pick up the latest fashion magazine and find that no one else looks like me. But what is ME? Where has the word "real" gone to? Maybe reality is blonde hair, plastic body parts, tan skin and porcelain teeth? I think it’s sweaty skin, smeared lipstick and a big mouth, being afraid of nothing and truly LOVING yourself without BEING someone else. The vanity sanctuary will keep me safe and you can try to break me down but you’re only hurting yourself, just like you’re supposed to be doing.