I'm Kaylie. I'm 17, I do theatre and newspaper. I have no idea in hell what I'm gonna do when I grow up. I throw things when I get angry, I love books and movies and movie scores and shoes. I have a boyfriend who is a year older than me, which sucks cause I feel like he's gonna grow out of me. I'm being super honest cause I'm having an anxiety attack and freaking out about how my childhood is ending and I have approximately 9 months before what is known as my world ends and I'll be forced into the real world.