*eternal crying*

HANNAH'S MAKING SHORT JOKES JUST TO MAKE FUN OF MY HEIGHT WAHHHHH 。゚(゚'Д`゚)゚。

Hannah: knock knock

Me: who's there?

Hannah: Kaitlin

Me: Kaitlin who?

Hannah: I knocked because I couldn't reach the doorbell

SHE'S SO MEAN *cries*

Whenever I disappear, Hannah/Mal should be like "OMG KATE'S GONE, CHECK UNDER YOUR SHOES"

There's seriously no hope for me, I haven't grown for at least 3 years, and I've reached the height of my mom and both her sisters—

I get my short genes from my damn Norwegian side .-.

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