kaetlyne marie knee.
free bitch, baby.
come as you are.
i'm bipolar and have depression.
but i don't bite, i'm really quite friendly.
i take the high road.
drugs are fun.
i'm always here for anyone and everyone to talk to.
i go to pleasant hill high school.
music is like oxygen; i need it to survive.
cottage grove, oregon.
i lost my only sibling, matthew, on august 30, 2012.
i don't judge anyone, no matter what.
sixteen years young.
born january 25th 1997.
if you ever need someone to talk to, i'm always here for you. no matter what.
love me or hate me.
no worries, it's all good.
just cruising down the road, man.
talk to me, i'm pretty chill.
what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
