Hello, *Salute*. My name Kate, but you may call me what you wish. Chances are my music’s up too loud to hear it anyway. Firstly, there are things I like and things I don’t. Find where you fit. Get to know me and you will want to pull your hair out. My heart is black and cold like ice; I’m dead frozen from the tips of my fingers, to my deep inner core. I’m lazy, loud, boring, poison, god, and slut free. My brain is constantly contradicting my heart. If I can't have what I want, I’ll have nothing, no second rates pass off. I don't want to hang out with you, I want to play video games and eat fried rice by myself. I don't know where my heart is, but I am not in a rush to find it soon. I am always trying to seek out the sunshine amongst the darkness. Please remind me to relax and enjoy the light that I share with you. I’m not afraid of clowns, spiders, snakes or love. However, I’m afraid of deep water and shooting stars. I've dealt with my fair share of bad in my life, and I hate it. It slowly makes me bitterer if I face it, so I mostly try to run away from it. Don't ever tell me you love me, I’ll walk the fuck away from you and never look back. Don't ever sweep me off my feet, physically or metaphorically, I’ll do my best to get as far away from you as I can. Don't call me yours, because I won't ever say it back. I had a vision of a perfect world when I was younger and it kills me to compare it to this world. I’m hollow and uninterested. You probably don't like me, but I most likely don't care all that much for you. Being talked about is a good thing, just brings me closer to world domination. Before you judge me, have a dig down to where your morals lie, and then reconsider if it’s wise to pass your prejudices on me. Respect my morals and ethics, and treat me the way you want to be treated. If you're nice, I’ll be nice back; that's the way it works. But if you're a bitch, I’ll destroy you :) I am Kate, and yes, I am a cunt by adaptation.
