It must be a male thing to talk about playing with balls.
Katie McGarryYesterday Allison bought me nail polish in the annoying shade of mauve. How can anyone look at me and think mauve?
Katie McGarryTags: humor identity frustration makeup nail-polish mauve
Typical me--hurricane that leaves nothing but destruction.
Katie McGarryTags: self-esteem identity destructive
I came to this house for safety. They came because the foster care system ran out of homes. We stayed because we were stray pieces of other puzzles, tired of never fitting.
Katie McGarryTags: family abuse foster-care
Hand off my ass or I'll rip off your balls.
Katie McGarryTags: humor threat sexual-assault
I walk with my head high, shoulders squared. I'm better than them. No matter the whispers and taunts they throw out. Fuck them. Fuck them all.
Katie McGarryTags: confidence bullying
Those aren't girls. They're vultures.
Katie McGarryTags: high-school bullies high-school-girls
Food shouldn't be half-bad. It should be all good.
Katie McGarryTags: food
I don't touch people and they don't touch me.
Katie McGarryTags: boundaries touching
You can ignore me, Rachel, and you can try to treat me as a friend, but none of that will erase the fact that I think about kissing you every second I’m awake and dream at night of my hands on your body. And it sure as hell won’t erase that I’m terrified by how much I like you.
Katie McGarryTags: kissing dreaming confession crash-into-you isaiah-walker rachel-young
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