kelsiedarling
The name's Kelsie and to be completely honest with you, I haven't the slightest clue of where I should begin. I could tell you about my life and the constant struggles I've had up to this point. I could tell you of the many tears I’ve shed and the thousands and thousands of thoughts that ate away at my brain. I could speak to you about heartache and heartbreak, or of fear and shame. I could describe every emotion that pulsed through my veins for the past 16 years, but I'm not out for pity or advice. I’m not a person who is going to use her past as a way to get attention. I won’t sink that low. I'm still the same person even after all that I have gone through. And if you choose to judge and ridicule, then that is your weakness, not mine. On that subject, if you can’t tell already, I do indeed have a story. A story that I hope will carry me further in life to accomplish great things, incredible things. This story, however, is a sensitive subject and a bit personal. I don’t need to share it with the whole world. Like I said before, I don’t crave for that kind of attention. I do have one thing to say though: those who have dealt with sexual abuse, depression, eating disorders, cutting, careless fathers, verbal abuse, addiction, family problems, anger problems, paranoia, insomnia, and any other shit you can think of...Please don't hesitate to talk to me. Speak, that's my request to you. I'm here to listen because I’ve been through it all too and I just want you to know that YOURE NOT ALONE.
Moving on to more general stuff...I am a dancer and a poet. I've been a dancer since I was in second grade and it has always been my passion since day one. Although, recently I’ve been losing that zeal, if you will, that I used to have for dance. Is my passion changing? Are my interests changing? I have no idea. I’m scared beyond belief that I’ve lost it, but we’ll just have to see how things will turn out and hopefully for the better. I've been a poet for 5 years. It too is a way I vent. I think writing expresses more than anything else in this world could. Music is my life. I could listen for hours and hours on end. The Spill Canvas...my heart rests in their music. I adore acoustic now more than any other style of music. It calms me to the extreme. I am strong in my faith. God has been there for me even when no one else has. He’s my true father, better than my real father could ever be even if he changed. I respect other religions, however. I’m not going to sit here and ridicule because of your beliefs, race, ethnicity, culture, or what have you. It’s morally wrong. It makes me physically sick. "I do not see color, I see people." -Pat Pugrant.
Discrimination is an injustice to our world.
Lastly, I despise war, but I respect those who risk their very lives to save others. I’m that chick who is all for
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A world without love is a world of despair. A world without peace is a world of hate. Where is the sense in that? “Fight war, not wars. Destroy power, not people.”
