Kat's Kradle

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Name's Kat. Seventeen. Georgia.

My idle fingers know nothing better than time spent playing with letters.

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February 26th, 2012

I thought the fallen flowers were prettier than the ones still on the tree. Rotting and riddled with holes from insects that had made meals of their delicate bodies, petals brown and curling as they succumb to the elements.

I thought the fallen flowers were prettier than the ones still on the tree. Rotting and riddled with holes from insects that had made meals of their delicate bodies, petals brown and curling as they succumb to the elements.

∞07:33 pm, by katskradlexx ∩6

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