Late; for a very important Kate.

I've never been good at descriptions; it's hard to sort through everything I am and am not to clearly paint a picture of my uninteresting character. But say, instead, I wrote myself as a footnote at the end of my favorite book--and you happened to find said footnote--this is what I believe you would read:

Hello. My name is Kate, and I think it's pretty. In my life, I've practiced selfish love. I've gone against family beliefs. I've starved, and I've been stuffed. I've been rich and then relatively poor. I've hated myself, friends, family, dogs, legs, Christians, my wrists, food... and today, I like to believe we live in a pretty fucking great ball of awesome.