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hola. me llamo kaley. 24. denver.
i like books and food and movies and tv. be my friend.
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it’s october!!!!! i could not be happier. i love, love, love this month.

tonight was awesome. the moth came to denver, and like i mentioned a few weeks ago, i innocently tweeted about the outrageous ticket prices, a dude from the local NPR affiliate happened to see it, and he sent me 2 tickets on the house. we were fourth row back from the stage ($60 seats!) and it was INCREDIBLE.

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factorweapon said: ugh i feel you on the money. i keep justifying purchases to myself but i need to chill. but i also want to buy running shoes! and a sports bra. that way i can stop talking myself out of exercise. where are you applying for grad school?

starting seriously is the hardest part but having fun new clothes is really motivating!!! also i got my shoes from for really cheap (and also found a 10% off promo code online)

i’m not positive about grad school yet. i know i’ll apply to the university of denver but i’m thinking some other cities too, maybe just to see. ugh the future is stressful!!!!

michael phelps is a disappointment to us all but mostly me 

#THIS  #IS  #SO  #CUTE  #hp forever  #oh my godddddd

it is 8:54 pm and i’m already snug in bed, a cat dozing on my feet, the window cracked open and autumn air blowing in (finally autumn!!! it’s been outrageously hot here the last few weeks), all of my work done for tomorrow morning. i’m gearing up to watch some old school tv, i had chipotle for dinner, and last night i bought an elephant dress at target for 6 bucks and a cosby sweater at goodwill for 4. things are good.

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"How do you like living alone, Henry?" I ask myself.

"I’ve got a better question," I reply. "What if all my hoodies sat at the dining room table like they were friends?"


Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.