We may be better strangers.

I'm Kate, I'm sick in the head, and I don't play well with others.

I'm an artist, and I'm in the process of making something of myself. I don't let people get in my way. Unfortunately for you, I don't like people. Fortunately for me, I don't give a fuck. I wont tell you about my personal life. The less you know about me, the better. I'm no longer letting the past define me.

~All the effort in the world won't matter if you're not inspired.

And I don't expect you to understand.





Head to the Ground - Neck Deep

Can’t control myself, I do this every time. It’s such a fatal flaw of mine. Such a fatal flaw.

But I hope that you feel the same, and I hope we can both adjust to the pace of this.

Maybe we’ll be okay.

Maybe you’ll stop me from digging my own fucking grave.

And I hope I don’t drag you down ‘cause I’m starting to feel alright thanks to you. And I hope this can all work out ‘cause I feel like myself when I’m running my head to the ground.

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