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Name: kat
Birthday: 10/4/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: art..fashion desgin... drumming... volleyball... listening to music...going to the beach... cooking... making jewlery ...
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Member Since:
10/29/2003
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| I close my eyes for ten seconds and it seems
like forever – an oasis of nothingness.
Beauty in its purist form rests deep in the pot holes of our minds if we
dig hard enough. This ball of water and
dirt drips away like pieces to all of our secret unsolved puzzles. I see things that most people don’t know
exist when I shut out the visual matrix from my brain. You wouldn’t believe me even if you saw it
yourself, I know that. I wish I could
say I didn’t care and to fuck off, but when I see your eyes I can’t help to
care. We are so simple, you and I, yet
you manifest us all to appear so complicated.
You like it this way. The games
are like secret underground tunnel ways of distraction to ease your weary
mind. Sooner or later you’ll go numb
just like the rest of them and when you close your eyes for ten seconds it will
seem like ten seconds.
People are dying and rotting away out of existance
without anyone ever knowing they were here and yet all you can do is
fight about who's to blame. I close my eyes and hear them
cry. I see little isabel dying and her brother jacob screaming at
his sister to not leave him all alone, and all you can do is
argue over politics and money. It's truely
disheartning to know you can't even look into one of their eyes. Hear
the bluebird sing, she may not come to your window next morning.
Kiss your daughters forhead one more time before you leave, she wants
to rember her dead for all of the little things. In ten secounds the entire world could be dead. See things even without your eyes.
For one moment quiet your mind, you would be
suprised what beautiful things you can find. Take the hold man on
the corner's hands slow down and just feel the story that had no words.
Slow the heartbeat of a battered child and carrier her on her
back until the day she can carry another own her back. Grow
strong and be the angel that whispers, "Grow." to another damaged
soul.
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| I wish I could make all of the ones I love pains just go away and make
everything okay again, but as much as it hurts to say it - I
can't. And that thought in its self can make you want to loose
it. Everybody hurts. We do it differently, but we all
hurt. Sadly, thats the human experiance. And I want to be
optimistic and be able to say that everythin gis going to be just fine,
but that doesn't heal anyone's battle wounds, it doesn repair damged
goods. You get to a point were you're so sick of having to rip
yourself open and always be vulnerable that you feel broken.
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| so yeah last night i went to go see the black crowes play in a super
small venue in sf... it was pretty awesome...haha but i think i was the
only one not stoned or wasted it was pretty funny...i ended up having
the three tallest guy in the entire place standing right in front of
me...so i had to fight for all of my seeing time but hey it was still
pretty cool...i got home around 3ish though so today i was totally out
of it....typical me! but yeah anyways i only have a week left of summer
break...which sucks in some ways and is kind of refreshing in other
ways...but yeah we'll see about that whole mess when it comes shall we?
love,kat
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| so yeahi'm pretty much bored to death right now...thankfully i have a
couple of you guys to keep me laughing tonight! anyways i wish summer
wasn't getting ready to end...i need like another year before i can go
back with ease...the first week everyone will be having a blast and the
secound week the claws are coming out! It's highschool, you got to love
it....NOT! okay anyways enough of my stup
dhasjfguxjfbvdgsujfvujesursdishness....i don't know i guess i'm not as
thrilled as everyone else to come back to shcool...just because
everyone seems to hold more interest in the whole scene of highschool
than i do. it doesnt amuse me sorry...i know i sound like some
complaining bicth, but that isnt my point. the guys better
be more interesting after highschool too becasue no offense guys,
but when it comes to relationships...none of them in these 4 years have
ever been or ever seem to be promising. sick of typing peace out!
haha
love you, kat
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| If you could tell me how this story ends, I think I could
keep this fire burning. Tonight my heart was so cold... I felt
like the queen bitch of the universe, and I'm sure thats what everyone
else around me thought of my outrageous moods swings today
too. But hey, at least we can comprimise this pathetic story by
saying at least I am truely aware and conscious of my horrible
disliking to the unknown of what perspired today...right? Damn listen
to me bitch about something i don't even know! I'm pissing my self
off...ha!
Forgive Me,
Katelyn
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