my name is kat and i am 6 years away from legally being able to drink
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I am an awkward looking version of phoebe tonkin who has an undying love for japanese food, frank ocean, candles and james franco.
oh and my garbage goes out more than I do.
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hush little white girl don’t you cry
daddy’s gonna buy you an iphone 5
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sch[child slavery]ool
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“Go fetch!” i say to my dog as I throw a stick. he stares at me blankly for a few seconds. i encourage him to fetch again. he looks me dead in the eye and says “stop trying to make fetch happen” then walks away
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hmm my grandfather “can’t remember” where he was on the night of september 7th 1996, the night tupac was shot. i’m kind of suspicious tbh
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i’ve got 99 problems and being a decaying organism that’s born to die in a society run by money that i can’t escape is one of them