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About Me

Her life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. Table, ivory elephant charm, rainbow, onion, hairdo, violence, melodrama, honey...
None of it moved her. She addressed the world honestly, searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her, but to each she would have to say, "I don't love you."

My Interests

katiee renegade

And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.

I'd like to meet:

A slew of dead poets and my paternal grandmother!