Dear Future Katy,
I feel like I am on fire.
Not the ‘dang girl, I’m getting so much shit done, go me *clicks fingers* kind of on fire.
The rage type. I can’t stop it. My anger bursts and I can’t control it.
I know I’m getting frustrated and mad for no reason. I know this.
I know that T will only be able to take so much. His saint-like patience can only last so long.
Any petty reason and I’m blowing up like gunpowder.
I feel like I’m on fire and I can’t put it out.
Sort it out, Katy. Calm yo’ arse down.
(Please.)
Kisses and hugs,
Current Katy x
