whatwhatwhat replied to your photo: In which I abandon all pretense of adulthood.
Katie, stop winning.
whatwhatwhat replied to your chat: My life as it currently stands: A one-act play.
Proud of you.
The Katie Greer Seal of Approval.
whatwhatwhat replied to your post: My phone autocorrects “tjat’s” to “tjat’ll.”
My phone autocorrects nothing because it’ hates mee.e
Too bad there’s no Tumblr autocorrect SNAP ALL THE BURNS BOOM.
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EVE 6 WOULD HATE YOU IF THEY MET YOU. *GASP* I WENT THERE.
Well that’s just rude. Possibly true, but still rude.
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I meant, “we” clearly. I am tired.
I’m also tired, but you don’t see me resorting to personal attacks and typos. Just Eve 6.
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When can rap battle it out when you come and visitOHWAIT.
LOW BLOW.
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I was going to keep this going but like, really, take it easy Eve 6.
I can’t remember what day my dad’s birthday is sometimes, but I will go to my grave knowing every word to “Inside Out,” and I was really looking to prove it there, but you just had to go and let me down, Katie.
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Rendezvous then I’m through with you.
Well, am I origami? Folded up and just pretend? Demented as the motives in your head?
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No.
In which Katie puts my tender heart into a blender and watches it spin around in a beautiful oblivion.
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Yes. I do. Now why haven’t you invited me to hang out and drink it with you yet?
Would that Bloomington and New York were next to each other, or just the same city. New Bloomington! Yorkington! White People Town!
Come to New York and drink brandy with me, Katie. It’ll be a fantastical time of whimsy and joy.