Cat

Cat

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crying over a book somewhere

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Seattle, WA
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A Poem by Cat


It's Too Late It's Too Late

A Story by Cat




About Me

If you were to cut open my body, words would bleed out. Lover of the stories and songs that make you sob and hate yourself for not living a richer life. "and here you are living despite it all"