Hey, I’m Kat. I live in my head, write down my thoughts, and share them in the most raw way possible. I hope you enjoy the depths of my sanity. And remember to always be kind.
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The Idea Of Juxtaposition, That Is What Makes Me Curious And Want To Be Alive. The Idea Of Life And Death,
The idea of juxtaposition, that is what makes me curious and want to be alive. The idea of life and death, opposing things always in a balance. The yin and yang of existence. All things in life have another side to the coin, each apart of the other. It’s beautiful, and haunting, and lovely, and sad, and mad and crazy. Everything in life is amazing if you experience it the way it’s meant to be lived.
But that’s also so scary. To always be taking a risk in being alive, for your abundant joy could easily crack and make room for maddening unhappiness.
The balance of these things; these emotions are the tricky part of it all. And when your brain is so in tuned with the emotions of others, how can you possibly navigate your own head.
-Excerpts from my stupid brain, Quips & Musings, 2024
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“At my core, I think there is something wrong with me. And I think that’s where my depression stems from. It’s like being in a world full of strangers; surrounded by eight billion others and still feeling alone.”
-Excerpts from my stupid brain, Alone, 2024
i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
She felt overwhelmed at that moment. The overflowing love and warmth in her body coated her being in a sense of joy and happiness. It was as if the moment he pulled her back to his body, she knew he would never let her go. He pulled her back and kissed her, deeply. A kiss that conveyed more than words could in that moment.
It was odd, she always felt that words could say more than most other things. Words could bring reality to the pain she felt, to the hurt she endured. But this was different, this feeling was unlike any she had ever experienced with anyone ever. It was new, frighteningly safe, and overwhelmingly warm; a comfort in a person she had never known until now. A safe space in someone she had felt long ago was familiar, and never really got to know until about two and a half years ago.
The love and endearment she felt towards this person, it was amazingly clear, sound. She understood this person as well as she understood the back of her hand; and she stared deeply in his eyes every morning and evening. To love another soul so deeply was risky and vulnerable. But that’s the thing right? When you fall, there’s no coming back. You only have down to go, and once you are at the bottom, you are either alone and wondering how to move forward in the darkness; or cushioned by a soft embrace, one that is never to be experienced again in this life or another.
“To the one who takes my soul, forever yours”, by Kat E🫥
“Latina”, 2018 by Norman Engel
Learned this the hardest way possible in the past two years. It’s okay to let go of people who don’t support your growth.
“Accept the fact that you will grow apart from people you’ve had significant relationships with. Understand when someone no longer positively affects your life. Let them go. Don’t hinder your growth.”
— Lyjeeria
The Beatles make great music. The sound? Fantastic! Rhythm, instrumentation, quality of recording are all spectacular. But listen, don’t you hear? Those men were sad, melancholy, and totally stoned.
-Excerpts from my stupid brain #27, The Beatles were Stoney-baloney, 2024