breathe

i don't believe in miracles anymore.

[jobrosnews]

Nick Jonas covers Years & Years’ King

[katxmarsh-blog]

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28

Kate Beverly Marsh (born July 7, 1997) is a student at Blackwell Academy. She's the eldest daughter of Joseph and Mary-Ann Marsh, sister to Lynn and Beatrice. She has a pet bunny named Benji. Her room in the girls' dormitory is room 222. Her hobbies include drawing, reading, photography and playing the violin.

[niklausroyals]

Penelope Mitchell for Russh Magazine

[emmacailian]

It was crazy how easily the tables could turn. She remembered how much comfort Blackwell used to offer Rachel and now it turned into a long hall of whispers wherever she walked. Six months ago she loved being in the center of the happening but now she seeked solitude. Everything felt nostalgic but at the same time strange. It was obvious coming back wasn’t going to be easy but certainly not that hard. So when she eventually left the dormitory to take a walk away from the campus, it was on her way back when she noticed a familiar face. One that she actually didn’t mind seeing. With a smile on her face she approached the blond. “Hey, you’re Kate, right? We used to take the same classes before           before I left.” She took a few more steps towards her and that’s when she noticed the tears. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I         are you okay? Ugh, that was stupid. You’re obviously not okay. What’s wrong?”

[katxmarsh-blog]

Kate managed to calm herself down a bit once she realized the person wasn’t Victoria, or Taylor or Nathan, but someone she really didn't expect. She stared, surprised, at a face she hadn't seen in months if not only in a picture that was around all over town in a missing poster. Rachel Amber. Kate was too shocked to say anything for a minute."I'm..." she began, interrupted by the insistent, involuntary tears that ran down her face.

[inkskinned]

she still wants to eat daisies, don’t she, got a sickness that suffocates all but a quiet rage  directed solely at herself, a hole she dug with her own fingernails inside of herself, a vastness  that craves filling, even if it’s hungry for bad things she smiles like she’s got a secret  printed underneath her sternum, something that even if you saw it,  you would have to study for years before you understood it, she smiles like she speaks her own language and you could never get close enough to  figure out how to pronounce it, a girl who lives with a swarm of wasps around her, a hum that makes you nervous but makes you sort of in awe of all that she does she’s a castle, she's impenetrable, she's  already way ahead of you, she’s got the answers to the questions you haven’t even thought up yet. she’s an s.o.s but you have no idea how to save her ship, she’s a 911 call you got dialed but never pressed “send.” she’s making it look easy making herself beautiful making it all into a mystery and a joke because even she doesn’t want to name herself home and  if she can laugh out loud at this great big punchline of her spine maybe it won’t hurt tonight, maybe she won’t feel this icecream sundae of shit freezing up her insides maybe if she makes herself a ghost, a trope, a wildcard, maybe if she doesn’t make herself permanent maybe she’ll be able to come back into her body and her skin will actually  fit.

daisies, etc. // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

[katxmarsh-blog]

↪ M O O D B O A R D - Kate Beverly Marsh - I of ??

“Katie, you’ll always be my brightest light against the dark.”

[palmpetals]

[fragrantbeast]

[alienpouts]

“Thank you — Kate, are you okay?”

[katxmarsh-blog]

"I’m...I’m fine. Why you ask?"

[dancerclonezzzz]

I’m glad to hear you worry about me…that makes me feel better.

[katxmarsh-blog]

Kate didn’t want to go outside the dormitory because it sure would mean being pointed out and laughed at but, at the same time, her room was starting to feel claustrophobic. Everything in it reminded her of a life she would never have again. Her aunt’s letter, her mother’s email, her covered mirror. She held the small golden cross in her necklace as she walked in the campus, carrying her sketch book with her. Protect me from all evil, Protect me from all evil, Protect me from all evil. Before, this would give her some kind of comfort. But now... she felt empty, terribly, absolutely empty. Oh my God, I am heartily sorry for having offended Thee; And I detest all my sins because of Thy just punishment, But most of all, because I have offended Thee, my God, Who art all good and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve, with the help of Thy Grace, to sin no more, and to avoid the near occasion of sin. Amen. Her vision began to blur as more tears flooded from her eyes and she walked faster, barely realizing someone was approaching her. No, please, no, no, let me go. Please.

[mxrkjefferson-deactivated201508]

“Cigarette breaks are probably the only thing keeping my from insanity at this school.”

[katxmarsh-blog]

"Are they really that powerful?"

[lilacdxze]

Oh, thank you. I didn’t even realize that I dropped that.

[katxmarsh-blog]

No problem. You're welcome.

[alienpouts]

“I hope so, as much as I’d hate to think she just left without so much of a goodbye it’s better to think that than her being hurt “

[katxmarsh-blog]

I’ve never really talked to her before... but I hope she’s okay too. And I hope you find her alive and well.

[that-alonzo-kid-deactivated2019]

Little things found in Kate’s room. I want to cry.

[randomthoughtsofanidlemind]

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[hxghflying-brooke-deactivated20]

“Well you don’t have to worry about me doing that. I honestly find all the…. stuff going on around you to be pretty pointless. It’s just bullies trying to pick on what they believe to be the weakest link. Pretty Mesopotamian if you ask me.”

[katxmarsh-blog]

“Mesopotamian...?”