So...it's been a month, nearly. I don't know. I just haven't felt like posting much since Jimmy's death. That still hasn't hit me properly and I know it won't forever. It just feels so unreal. My thoughts on death are strange. I never know how to get my mind around it. The fact that people can just be here and then be gone...I don't know. It will never make sense to me.
I don't know what to say, honestly. I'm just ready to get out of here. And I'm really hoping that I can get the hell out when I plan to. Wish me luck. I'll need it.
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THE GIRL
I'm Katie and I'm seventeen. I'm convinced I should've been born in the 60s. I'm in love with glitter and glam, and my heroes all tend to be drug-addled rockstars who are either dead or haven't made a record in years. I love David Bowie ad infinitum; he is the only man I will talk about at great lengths and never get tired of doing so. He is by far my biggest hero, followed by Keith Richards, Marc Bolan, Noel Fielding and Mika. My eight best friends help me maintain my sanity. Without them and without my heroes, I would've been lost ages ago.
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