Attempting to wait until noon until round two of bothering people to do things with me.
Last test of high school today :’]]]] I’m motha fuckin done. Just grad rehersal, BBQ, graduation, and then we’re done with the class of 2013 fkgjhkjfdh
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KaraDawlish
Seventeen. Poughkeepsie New York. I'm in love with Harry Potter. I like swimming in strange bodies of water, and to travel and explore. I have a lot of feelings and a habit of writing them down. Sometimes I go to concerts. Facebook. Twitter. Youtube. Archive. Jams. Friends. Me.
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~ Wednesday, June 12 ~
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~ Sunday, June 9 ~
~ Saturday, June 8 ~
2 cute 2 handle. I’m glad I had allll of my best friends with me at prom. Even if dancing isn’t everybodys #1 cup of tea.
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I would 1000% rather not do graduation , and call the whole high school thing quits after yesterday, but I feel a little bit obligated at this point.
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Lmfao gdjhgdk 1. Prom was at West Point 2. Why would I be lost at my own school? 3. No I don’t remember you being lost in my school!!!! <3
That time we got lost trying to exit the prom.
We started this journey out with two more people and at some point they freaking disappeared.
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i sucked at taking actual prom pictures but here’s kara afterward covered in the mysterious spoons at tyler’s house
I’M CRYING FKGJHGDKJHGDKJHFDKJGFHKJDHGFKJHDFKJFDH
TYLERS HOUSE IS JUST FILLED
WITH THOUSANDS OF PLASTIC SPOONS
FOR NO REASON.
AND I SWAM IN THEM
AND WE WERE ALL SO GOD DAMN CONFUSED.
DGKJHGDFJKHGFDKJHFGDKJHFGDFGFGGFDFGD
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My literal last lunch of high school was spent with a guy wearing booty shorts with mosh written across the butt trying to convince kids to smack it. and harassing kristina.
in the best kind of way…
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Made out with 0 people on p-rom night. Ok.
Living vicariously through friends.
Honestly it’s so completely okay though, because half of the people I know who went with a date were ditched, and I’m glad I went with friends and didn’t focus on that the entire night anyways.
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The entire first half of prom was gangster grind music, and the second I finally got up to dance, I made it through one song with my friends before a guy literally walked over with a rose in his mouth, took my hands without saying a word, started dancing with me, spun me around, and I tried my damndest to move my body to the hideous song that was playing, and in some kind of synchronicity with his.
within a song or so… we were holding hands with two of my friends…
all dancing together…
before he slipped back into the crowd without a word…
and none of us ever saw him before/ after that moment (or in our lives) again.
Okay.
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~ Friday, June 7 ~
Tonight we attempt prom in the pouring rain.
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~ Thursday, June 6 ~
