Kati Rose;
i curse like a sailor, overthink everything and have permanent teen angst. i post ugly selfies and whatever i like that day.

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"And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go."

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"You wrecked me and
I apologized."
 (via spuandi)

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In one of those shit moods

Where I just want to ignore everyone and the world for the next week or so and try to figure out my own thoughts and try to stop myself from falling deeper into this shitty hole. I need medication.

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