meI'm Kaytee, or whatever you want to call me. I'm really just a girl who sees nothing for herself, but only through a literary atmosphere, and I am dangerous because I have deceived myself into sincerity. I mistook my sensuality for romantic emotion; my vacillation for the artistic temperament.



I’ve gotten yet another cold.

I can’t even afford to miss class, so I guess I’m going to school sick. Lovely.