skeptics and true believers;

Katie Matlin - Stanford undergrad with a knack for journalism. I’m more or less considered a headstrong, goal-oriented person and I’m always determined to succeed. I’ve been broken, but never shattered. I know the trick of the trade. I'm also a firm believer of sticking to your guns, which means it'll be a tough feat to get in the way of my drive. “Always dream. Shoot higher than you know you can do. Do not bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.” ― William Faulkner

[connotativewords]

You taste like everything I’m supposed to hate, and yet I kiss you as if you were the only thing I was meant to love.

Connotativewords | jl | Self-Control (via connotativewords)

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text || katie

Tori: can we have sex oxr sosmething? it'd make you more interesting. no onqe would hawve to know. tthen ai coueld stop thinnkig fubaot you and your stupid boobs.

Tori: and no, i'm not drukn. duh. i'm underage.

Katie: ....Excusez moi?

Katie: You're not exactly doing a commendable job at trying to convince me otherwise.

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[mosaicmoreno]

Hm, well… you could always stress it in other ways. There’s this exhibit I’ve been dying to see downtown… I’m sure you can see where I’m going with that, right? You always have brilliant ideas? I think you may be stretching the truth just a little bit, but you’re lucky you’re so cute.

But of course… it’s a mutually mutual kind of thing. 

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

Oh, is there? I might have a hunch. Are you insinuating that you want to go check it out? If you'd like for me to tag along, I might just be a wallflower as you do your thing. You'll have to show me the ropes since I've never been. Backhanded compliments now, eh? You're definitely learning from me. Thanks, though.

That's relieving, ha. It'd be kind of a bummer if it wasn't.

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

text || katie

Tori: Ew, you're going to be really old then. I'd ask you to buy me alcohol or whatever but you won't be old enough. Just useless. Why are we even talking about our periods? Ugh, this is stuff I only talk about with Maya. Awks... God, why are you so cruel all the time. If you weren't a walking dictionary, you wouldn't be anything. So, I'll like make you feel special. I can rub people quite well actually, just ask Zig. Hey you're not in any place to ignore any compliments. Aw, that's really sweet of you. You actually called me smart, I never thought that would ever happen. Uh, you weren't the one that had to see it. You think you're sick. I almost lost my lunch, so... I think I win.

Tori: Yeah, Zig. My ex-boyfriend? Well he would be my current one, but...

Katie: Next year I can by law. Not that I'd even offer to--- Wait, why are you drinking anyway? Um, you just entered high school. That's repulsive! I wasn't even... Puberty isn't /just/ that. Didn't you learn about this stuff in sex ed? I could ask you the same question. You're completely absurd... I offer a lot more than just my advanced vocabulary. Can you refrain from any further perverted comments? It'd be fully appreciated. You actually consider those forms of admiration? I'm not even going to exert any more effort by correcting you. That's not the point! We have to take this more seriously... before /they/ do. We really need to put them in a state of panic like they've done to us.

Katie: Am I supposed to ask why? I'll humor you.

[loveistheworstkiller]

[mosaicmoreno]

Oh okay, right… I won’t say anything else about it. I just really worry about you. I can’t help it… You’re very much welcome, but it’s really nothing. It’s the least I can do. An indie film? Did Katie Matlin just suggest such an amazing idea? Alert the media! The prime minister! Everyone!

…. me, too. I mean I’m lucky to have you.  

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

Thank you. I value your trust a lot and I won't let you down. I'd assure the same to you but I can't help but stress to you how grateful I am regardless. Hey! I take offense, Moreno. I always have brilliant suggestions. 

I'm glad to hear that the feeling is mutual. 

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text || katie

Tori: God, I'm not 16 yet, don't say stuff like that. I'll be getting gray hair at before you know at this rate. Uh, you're only like 2 years older than me. I could say the same to you. No one has ever said that because they're drying to be nice to you, duh. I am not insolent. I don't even know what that means! Oh please, your opinion is so... not as great as mine. No one cares what you think anyway. Well, you should probably like get used to my attitude. You're going to have to put up with me until this is over. A bone? I wasn't talking about a bone. Well, look who's being /unpleasant/ now. I am so not a chihuahua. At least they're cute. You obviously haven't seen them together again did you? My mom made your dad go in the study when I came in. I can only imagine what that means... so I don't think one is enough.

Tori: I'm actually not, duh. But whatever, fine, I'll ask Zig to tag along or something then.

Katie: Almost /three/ to be exact. My birthday's in a couple months. I hit puberty a long time ago, actually. I can't say the same for you. Yeah, and you're the complete opposite. You're practically scathing. Would you like me to copy down the definition for you? God, must you always rub people the wrong way? You're like a housefly buzzing around my ear. I'm not sure if that's realistic at this point. I might have to just ignore all your sardonic comments and backhanded compliments. Maybe one day I'll be surprised and you won't be such a smart-aleck. Take that however you want, I suppose. That really makes me feel sick to my stomach. Ugh, whatever it takes. I'll do it. They just can't continue this.

Katie: Zig? Ha. Good luck with that.

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There are times when I can’t stop speaking, a million words leave my mouth in a matter of seconds. A million words that mean nothing. But when I want to find some words that mean everything, I just can’t speak. Like I miss you. Like I love you. Like my world is falling apart and I need you by my side.

Rae Earl 

[mosaicmoreno]

I’m probably starting to sound like your mother by now, or worse mine, but you have to eat. I worry about you. Can you at least let me do that? It’s kind of on my long list of jobs as your girlfriend. Which by the way, I actually like doing. A comedy sounds like a great idea, but nothing too cliché. I don’t think I can stomach anymore of those. I mean— wait, whatever you want, sweet pea. 

  I know I shouldn’t be saying this. It’s probably a very idea, but in case you’ve forgotten— um, I love you, Katie. 

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

I do eat, Imogen. I haven't gone a day without a meal and that's a huge breakthrough for me. I improve little by little each day. I couldn't envision making it this far without your support. So... thank you. Hm, I'll see what I can do. Maybe an indie? 

I know. And I'm so lucky to have you. 

[drewbietorres]

So… I saw you walking down the hall the other day, and I couldn’t help but introduce myself. I’m Drew Torres, but you probably already knew that, right? 

[drewbietorres]

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

You don't say. And that's grounds for talking to me? Uh, no. The name doesn't exactly ring any bells. Am I supposed to recognize you or something? 

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

text ✉ cute girl from work

Drew: Who needs a dictionary when I have a know-it-all like you on my ass at all times? Please, don't flatter yourself. You should be thanking me for even agreeing to this considering you can't have fights without a fighter, smart ass. Sucks to be you then, huh?

Katie: Well, excuse me for looking out for you and your spelling's behalf. I never said anything less, Torres. But, you wouldn't make it without me either. We need each other. Um, I mean, strictly in a business sense. I suppose so... it's not like I can be picky. As long as it gets the bills paid for, right?

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text || katie

Tori: What? Who's being negative? I'm most def now, because ew... you get wrinkles that way. , please just because I do pageants doesn't mean I'm a drama queen. You are, and nothing you can say will change that. It's not my fault that you look like one. Let's not even start on your hair... nevermind. I'm trying to be nice here, okay? You're making it impossible. It's like you're dangling a-- whatever dogs like in front of them. Except, I'm not a dog. I don't know since forever, duh. Why wouldn't it have one? Goody, Katie doesn't hate me. It must be my lucky day! God, you're so like annoying. I can't wait for it to be over, too. Then I'll never have to see your face again... at least until the next fake date.

Tori: Oh, wait, Maya texted me asking if we were going to go out with her Miles this on Saturday. Something about mom not letting her go without you, and wanting to double date. I don't know. So, two dates in one weekend...

Katie: You need to stop this fascination with wrinkles. You're like fifteen or sixteen, right? You've hardly hit puberty yet, nevertheless aged. Your actions right now are further proving otherwise. I do not! No one has ever said such a thing to me before. Must you always be so insolent? Again, I could care less about your thoughts on my hair. Your opinion is minuscule compared to my own. Nice? You're being unpleasant! I'm baffled as to how anyone can put up with your attitude, honestly. You mean a bone? You almost resemble a Chihuahua, actually. You never stop making annoying noise. Plus, you're all bark and no bite. If it did have an odor, I'm sure you'd reek. I feel the same exact way so your insult is futile. Isn't one more than enough? Our parents will see us together and flip. End of story.

Katie: You must be joking. I'm /not/ doing that! Maya's my sister. This is just too weird...

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text || katie

Tori: Debbie Downer? Well that's lame, why's she going down? Oh, god you're such a drama queen. I don't talk lowly of you. I just don't like you. There's a difference, but I can think of worse people I'd have to pretend to act all Ellen and Portia with. At least you don't smell like a lesbian. I don't care who sees us. Why do /you/ care? Wait, dumb question, you hate me. So what if they do? They're nice to look at, okay?

Katie: I personally think you should have gone with Negative Nancy instead, that's a lot more fitting. /I'm/ the drama queen? Pft. You're the over dramatic one here. So, stating that I look like a homeless person isn't a form of unpleasantry? I'm interested to see what your compliments consist of. There's no problem there, I'm not very fond of you either. Pardon? Since when does a sexuality have a scent? I don't... I was just waiting for a confirmation. Hate is a strong word. I'd be reaching way too far if I said that. Right... well, I'd appreciate it if you keep your eyes off my chest once this 'fake date' is over.

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

text || katie

Tori: God, you're such a Debbie-- whatever Debbie is. It'll work, okay? Wear something nice. I mean you do own something like that, right? If not we can go shopping. Just nothing that shows cleavage. It's distracting.

Katie: Downer? Obviously I'm not going to be thrilled about feigning actual feelings for you. I doubt you are either from how lowly you speak of me. Are you sure you even want to be seen together? Of course I do. I used to have banquets all the time from soccer. Are you serious? I think you're pretty much implying that it'd occupy /your/ attention.

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

text || katie

Tori: I need a date for this thing that I have to go to this weekend. My mom's going to be there, too. So, what do you say we get this icky thing going?

Katie: Ugh, I suppose I have no other choice to get out of this predicament. This better do the trick. Anyway, is there a dress code? Formal... casual?

[innerworkingsofkatie-blog]

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