KelsoLikesThrust
- Name
- Kelso
- Age
- 16
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- November 18th, 2008
Stories
Too Much Of You Is Never Enough
Latest update: Part 15 on July 1st, 2009And The Desperate Search Began
Latest update: Part 3 on May 12th, 2009
Journals
Find Kelso *Hiatus Update*
July 29th, 2009Regarding updates over the summer-
May 13th, 2009"Life" after Too Much Of You Is Never Enough
March 2nd, 2009
About
When being interesting fails I result to being obscenely random.
My thought process is often on thesexual quirky side.
I like to pretend I think I'm absolutely amazing, but that's only because I am.
I kind of have ADD, but not really.
Sometimes I come off as creepy, but if you stick around... I'll probably be worse.
We could probably be best friends.
I made a to-do list, and Jack Barakat is at the top.

I am in love with far too many bands to start listing them, because I feel bad if I leave any out. What I will say is that I have a rather unhealthy addiction to All Time Low... Not that I'm complaining.


"Love is the fumbling mess who finds himself caught between a drop-dead-gorgeous match made in heaven, and a promise she made to her family, yet he seeks comfort in the concept of brief, brash contact, while Beauty seeks escape in the promises he makes under cover of dim moonlight and coffee-shop sound tracks; promises he would whole-heartedly keep if the situation called for such a thing... He wishes she knew.
Love seeks to prevail when common sense is lost beneath the faint aroma of warm mint air she exhales over his smile, and he struggles to come to terms with the fact that Reality and Reason play larger roles in her life than he ever could.
Although her response is as seasonal as the green of the trees, he is content waiting for each and every Spring- the time spent alone in hiding- when they can forget the world and let butterflies multiply inside them, and let warmth spread throughout appendages to disregard a mid-winter's bitter chill.
Above all else, he will remain steadfast as trees do, through the harshest of Januarys, as time is but a matter of context, where in his wasted heart will beat for her always." -Alex Gaskarth
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My thought process is often on thesexual quirky side.
I like to pretend I think I'm absolutely amazing, but that's only because I am.
I kind of have ADD, but not really.
Sometimes I come off as creepy, but if you stick around... I'll probably be worse.
We could probably be best friends.
I made a to-do list, and Jack Barakat is at the top.

I am in love with far too many bands to start listing them, because I feel bad if I leave any out. What I will say is that I have a rather unhealthy addiction to All Time Low... Not that I'm complaining.


"Love is the fumbling mess who finds himself caught between a drop-dead-gorgeous match made in heaven, and a promise she made to her family, yet he seeks comfort in the concept of brief, brash contact, while Beauty seeks escape in the promises he makes under cover of dim moonlight and coffee-shop sound tracks; promises he would whole-heartedly keep if the situation called for such a thing... He wishes she knew.
Love seeks to prevail when common sense is lost beneath the faint aroma of warm mint air she exhales over his smile, and he struggles to come to terms with the fact that Reality and Reason play larger roles in her life than he ever could.
Although her response is as seasonal as the green of the trees, he is content waiting for each and every Spring- the time spent alone in hiding- when they can forget the world and let butterflies multiply inside them, and let warmth spread throughout appendages to disregard a mid-winter's bitter chill.
Above all else, he will remain steadfast as trees do, through the harshest of Januarys, as time is but a matter of context, where in his wasted heart will beat for her always." -Alex Gaskarth
layout made here
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