Judge Me

Just a little bit about me,

When words fail, music speaks. Unless you’ve lived my life, don’t judge me because you don’t know, never have and never will know every little thing & detail about me.

I don’t regret the things I’ve done, I regret the things i didn’t do when i had the chance. You never know how STRONG you are until being strong is the only choice you have. Life’s too short, memories will pass you by like a day turned into a second so live your life to the fullest.

I’ve been walked on and forgotten, my life’s not the best but i tend to make it a good one. Oh and just to let you all know the shit you hear about me might be true or it could be as fake as the bitch who told you so if you wanna know the truth come talk to me and I’ll tell you the real deal, no bull shit. One thing you will learn about me is that friends are my life i cannot live without them i love every one of them to the fullest and they will always stay in my heart. I will do ANYTHING for them, and they know that. I also love making new ones.

I’ve had my heart broken by so many boys, all i want is just one boy, to prove that they’re not all the same. I want one boy to come along and literally sweep me off my feet. One boy that will make me smile when I’ve been crying for hours. Someone to hold hands with, to hug, to kiss, to dream with, and to do and say silly things with. Someone that won’t be afraid to be with me and to tell me I’m beautiful. To surprise me when I’m in doubt. To pick me up and pretend you’re going to throw me in the pool. I’ll scream and fight you, but secretly, I’ll love it. Hold my hand while you talk. Hold my hand when you drive. Just hold my hand. Tell me I looks pretty. Look me in the eyes when you talk to me. Protect me. Tell me stupid jokes. Tickle me, even when I say stop. When I start swearing at you, tell me you love me. Let me fall asleep in your arms. Get me mad, then kiss me. Tease me and let me tease you back. Kiss me on the cheek. Kiss me on the forehead. Just kiss me. Let me wear your clothes. Go slow. Don’t push anything. When you fall in love with me, TELL ME. And to just be with me, and show me off to the world, and to encourage me and support my every decision, or to tell me the truth even if it hurts, because that just shows that he is different, he is perfect, and he’s all mine. But I doubt if that will happen…

I’m also a people person, I love to talk to people, and help them. I have a really big heart, and I don’t judge anyone based on sex, sexual orientation, looks, disabilities, beliefs, background, anything! I can promise you, if you ever talk to me, or anything there will be no judgement whatsoever! I live in FASCINATION rather than JUDGEMENT. :D I’ve saved 5 lives, and one day I want to become a therapist! I think that I’d be really good at it. If you wanna talk to me, message me or text me—! So now you know a little about me, tell me about you. :)

~~Kassi

I’m a PHOTOGRAPHER

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I’m a LOVER

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I’m a TRY HARD

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I’m a FREAK

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I’ve been told that I’m BEAUTIFUL

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I am PHOTOGENIC

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I like to have FUN

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I make the best out of my SHITTY life.

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I’m a DREAMER

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I love SUMMER

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I want BLUE eyes….

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I DIED and came back to LIFE

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I LOVE Marissa

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I like to be FREE

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When I want to, I can SHINE

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I like to cut my own HAIR

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I like CREATING myself

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I want to SMILE everyday

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My dreams are LOUD

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I have a BIG HEART

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I’m SUICIDAL.

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I love my GATORB <3

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I can actually look PRETTY

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If you knew me, you still would never KNOW

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Let’s just PRETEND I can model

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God FORBID you would have to walk a mile in my shoes

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I pretend to be HAPPY

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Then you really might know what it’s LIKE

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I CRY all the fucking time

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It’s time to PRETEND

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I like AWKWARD pictures

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I use to cut, I use to be suicidal, I use to be so scared of life. I’m not like that anymore.

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Kassi’s story 

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