#thebeverlykatz

[thebeverlykatz]

OMG BEVERLY HI GIRLBOSS !!!!!!!!!!!

HEYYYYY HI HI HI HELLO YES IM GIRLBOSSING!!!

[abiggalehobbits]

Fishing with the GOAT 🐐 ‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🐟🐟🐟💯💯💯💯

[zellerbrains]

Laundry

How do you guys separate your colors? I may or may have had all my white clothes turn pink. Uh...HELP.

[thebeverlykatz]

Hello Agent Katz,

My leg has gone missing some time ago, I am looking for information in regard to it. If you could help me spread the word that would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

MAN that's a bummer! I kinda had my own brush of danger with Hannibal. I had to lie low for a bit too, but I'm back! I hope you can find your leg! I wish you well in your life Ms. B, I sure as hell hope everyone who had to meet Hannibal does.

[thebeverlykatz]

OH MY GOD BEVERLY HIII hope your having a great day you’re so awesome

HEY! HI! YES! Im having a great day! Thank you, ugh you're so sweet come here *pulls you into a bone crushing hug* ughh you're just as awesome! I hope you have a great day too!

[thebeverlykatz]

how do you get ur hair to look so amazing all the time SHARE UR SECRETS

Of course i'll share I am not a gatekeeper! I use this aloe vera blend shampoo and conditioner. I also use rice water to promote growth and make my hair softer. As the hair products I use are a light hair mousse and spray after I do small curls in my hair. Of course make sure to always use hair heat protectant! Occasionally, i'll use hair masks, I also sleep with a bonnet to help combat frizz and hair breakage.

[teacupwilliam-blog]

right·eous

The house had looked oddly sterile in the white snow. He watched his footing as his books sunk deep imprints in the cold piles. He wondered whether his previous footprints were still encrusted in the frozen mud. Lazily, his steps led him to the foot of his porch, faded paint melding with the stark white of winter. His home seemed abandoned. Just as hollow as the void in his chest. 

He climbed the steps cautiously, almost as if he were stepping into another dream. This reality was just as delicate. He was afraid. To open his eyes, and see instead the dark walls of the hospital, smiling down at him. He didn't feel confined here. He wasn't a prisoner. He was alive. Though the soft beat of his heart thumped dully in his ears, the slow ache in his chest told a different tale. 

He opened the door, crossing the welcome mat and let the house swallow him. The bed that hadn't been touched in four months coughed dust. Will stared openly into out into the snow covered fields. He could almost see no ending point between the horizon and the ground. A mask of despondency fell over his eyes, allowing vengeance to consume him.