E un mondo folle in cui viviamo.

Kayla. 16. Junior. South Carolina. Fall. High school football. Gamecock football. Hoodies. Athletic shorts. Sweet tea. Watching the sunrise. Bandana bracelets. Pearl earrings. Acoustic songs. Guy friends. 3 am Waffle House. Music. Deep conversations. Grilled cheese. Rings. The countryside. Pointless car rides. Horseback riding. Toned arms. Bear hugs. Trucks. Ya know, just the little things. ♥

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Why is this happening to me? There is so much more worse people in the world, and they get off so easily. People who don’t give a shit about anything and throw their lives away…and this is happening to ME?

I really can’t handle this anymore.

Now I’m kinda wishing I didn’t have people that I know follow me on Tumblr.

I can’t say the shit I really really want to say.

I’ve quit caring about anything and everything.

I have no motivation to do anything. I don’t want to do anything.

I need God more than ever right now.

Ohhhhh GREAATTT, A Walk to freaking Remember is on. Might as well buy a whole box of tissues.

And to go along with my last post, I just watched Water For Elephants for the first time. And that scene where that guy shuts himself in the trailer with the elephant and starts beating her with the bull-hook, I for real started bawling. No tolerance what-so-ever for animal abuse.

I think I get too emotionally involved with movies and stuff.

I can find something in every movie to cry about, wether it be the tears of joy or pain.

And you know those movies where theres like a guy thats a prick to everyone, or you’ll have a guy thats abusive toward his family, I literally get furious. Like I wanna beat this motherfucker up. I can feel my face getting red and stuff, and its just absolutely ridiculous. 

Im too emotional for this shit.