Katie Marie

I’m Katie. I hate my name, it sounds like the name of a toothless hillbilly. I’m eighteen. I’m kind of an a*****e because I love too much and care about very little. I honestly have no idea what’s happening in the world or even in my friend’s or family’s life. I just like to sit in my bedroom drinking tea on my bedroom floor or going out and getting intoxicated in some way or another; that’s just super duper fun. I wear pants about five percent of the time. I like anything cinnamon, from smells to taste, that s**t is absolutely phenomenal. I like to read and I like to write, I like to play with candle wax too, I honestly don’t do much else. I like messy, colorful things. I have a cactus and I honestly think it’s just about the coolest thing ever; I’m ridiculously in love with my bedroom because it’s a cluttered, colourful mess. I also think someone’s bedroom is the perfect representation of themself, so that’s probably why I love mine so much. I also love joy division. I love going to op shops, seriously, they have the most amazing everything and I can’t wait until I live out of home so I can fill my house entirely with things that were under ten dollars and second hand. I don’t really have any overwhelming life goals, I’m cool with just drifting around. Okay.