But like, for real this time. . You stumbled into my cringey teenage-esque notebook, it's not my fault you can't keep your eyes to yourself. WARNING GOES HERE: If you hate RPF/self-insert/self-ship/whatever the kids call it nowadays OR RPF you should probably leave.

Anyways, for the rest of you brave souls, it's real babygirl hours. Blorbos. Faves. Fake ass boyfriends. I don't give a shit, my dudes.

("But Kitty, isn't that the point of shrines?", they scream. Yes. Kind of. This page is built to essentially resemble the type of things you'd see collaged on my walls & binders as a teenager, but...worse.)

Absolutely scandalous, I know!