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She’s the flavor of the week.
“You’d look better underneath me,” said the boy. He thought she was such a dirty little slut.
» Posted By Katie On 01.08.2010 @ 12:35 pm
ice cream, gum, candy, people, animals, life, spices, cooking, ingredients, recipes, love, emotions, lip gloss, chap stick, colors, rainbows, skies, clouds.
» Posted By katie On 01.07.2010 @ 7:48 pm
» Posted By Katie On 01.06.2010 @ 2:13 pm
I was confused at first when I read the word “confusion” because I didn’t see it at the top of the screen and I was looking around. i get confused in organic chemistry a lot and my feelings confuse me especially when i’m high like right now or when i’m really really drunk like new years FUCK MARIA and i don’t know where my mind was just going, i get confused on my feelings. lesbian? straight? bisexual? bisexuals are sluts..wait, i’m a feminist. RECLAIM THE WORD KATHLEEN HANNA WE LOVE YOU. oh my gosh so much ridiculousness. kiss me clintonnnn, sexxx with meeeee. i just want to get it over with so i can decide lesbian sex is better and be a real lipstick lesbian.
» Posted By katie On 01.05.2010 @ 9:48 pm
Malfunction. Frustration. Algebra. Life. Boys. Parents. Iphones. Maddie. Tired. Annoyed. Sad. Impatient. Dad’s work. This project. Math in general. Biology honors with Patsy Rush,
» Posted By Katie On 01.05.2010 @ 8:19 pm
Look left; look right; look down; look up. No direction. So lost. Too confused. And nothing makes sense because she’s high off of oxygen and the nuns are so ashamed that the little girl they raised has turned into a mess. In the name of the father, the son, the holy spirit. Amen.
» Posted By Katie On 01.05.2010 @ 2:32 pm
I am leaning over and I just keep thinking… “One more inch and it’s done. One more breath and it’s over with. No more men. No more lies. No more medication. No more drugs. No more sex… Oh shit. No more sex OR drugs? Scratch that.” And I step back onto my two feet and breathe in, realizing how beautiful the world really is. Thank God for heroine, because otherwise I’d be dead.
» Posted By Katie On 01.04.2010 @ 3:51 pm
I shift my seat to the left, hoping to just barely nick his view, in hopes he just might look my way. I glance nervously over my shoulder, biting my lip unknowingly.
» Posted By Katie On 01.03.2010 @ 12:31 pm
to pile on top or the siz e of a womens breasts
» Posted By Katie On 01.01.2010 @ 12:06 pm
stacks are really super cool. There are stacks of newspapers that occasionally are used for litter for kittens. Kittens are super adorable, but newspaper really does not make a good source for litter. Seriously.
» Posted By Katie On 01.01.2010 @ 9:01 am
I stack each resolution upon the last. Tear down the regrets, and prepare for a new year.
» Posted By Katie On 12.31.2009 @ 9:24 pm
yellow. i always wanted a yellow birdhouse with a red roof. like minihouses that you arent allowed to go into…
» Posted By katie On 12.29.2009 @ 7:24 pm
He was sure that the clasp would come off eventually. He just had to work it off. She was waiting for him, but he just couldn’t do it.
» Posted By Katie On 12.29.2009 @ 3:33 am
My mother fastened the clasp about my neck.
“It was your grandmother’s. She always wanted you to have it.”
She looked at my reflection, my flowing white dress, and my veil perched atop my head. She gave me a quick hug.
“She would have been so proud of you.”
» Posted By Katie On 12.28.2009 @ 8:01 pm
I fold the laundry every day. Every day, it’s a routine. The same, every day. It’s a habit, a repitition, every day. Every day I wonder if it will always be the same. When is it going to change? Or is it always going to be the same?
» Posted By Katie On 11.30.2009 @ 1:56 pm
sometimes I honsetly though i was see-through. Like people could walk right through me and never notice. It went like that my entire life. It wasn’t in till I died- and really became transparent- that they would listen and see me.
» Posted By Katie On 11.30.2009 @ 2:15 am
you can see through it. it is like plastic. it is bad for clothes. it is like a window. it is the opposite of tan. it is
» Posted By katie On 11.29.2009 @ 8:01 pm
to be transparent is to basically be see through, isn’t it? a window is transparent. opaque and solid are different. opaque is slightly see-through but solid isn’t see-through at all… transparencies are used in school, my math teacher uses them on overhead projectors.
» Posted By katie On 11.29.2009 @ 11:35 am
It’s like that one time, I was listening to some Mozart while taking my road test, and I failed it. Next time, I didn’t listen to anything, and I got it. Maybe music isn’t the thing that helps you get your license. Be calm. Don’t talk alot.
» Posted By Katie On 11.28.2009 @ 1:01 pm
The cellist stood on the stage, spotlight on, sweat dripping. The mahogany instrument suddenly felt unfamiliar in his hands. However when the piano introduction began, he simply closed his eyes, and played.
» Posted By Katie On 11.28.2009 @ 10:44 am
I like when i wear my pink fuzzy slipper. It is warm and comfy and very stylish to me. No one can’t take that slipper from me because I will hurt them if they would try. I really do love my slipper,
» Posted By Katie On 11.27.2009 @ 9:41 pm
pumpkin pie is really popular, but I don’t like it. I like making jack o lanters though. They are orange, have ridges, and kids love to draw them at halloween. I carved them with the kids in my class last year and they loved it…
» Posted By katie On 11.26.2009 @ 7:14 pm
it sucks. what makes people commit crimes? why can people not know that what they’re doing is right or wrong? rape, robbery, mugging, assualt. wtf man?
» Posted By katie On 10.01.2009 @ 1:15 am
The red mist coalesces, staining my thoughts a livid flush… Vivid, angry, wanting you.
» Posted By Katie On 09.30.2009 @ 4:11 am
I didn’t know what was happening, when it started to fill. It revealed so much about myself. I never knew how strong I could be, or how important life was to me. It started last week, in the pool. I tried to overcome my fear of water, but got stuck. Thinking back on it, it made things so much more clear.
» Posted By Katie On 09.28.2009 @ 8:52 pm
Happy birthday! It’s the best kind of surprise when people you don’t expect to say it. The people you know love you but wouldn’t expect to remember a sweet detail. It’s a reminder of the person you are. Be nice to people. <3
» Posted By Katie On 11.15.2009 @ 10:17 pm
gimme some sugar he said to her after coming home from a long day at work. she didn’t care so she threw two packets of sweet and low at his feet and walked away. he stood there confused and upset.
» Posted By katie On 11.15.2009 @ 5:10 pm
The sugar tasted sweet as she sipped the designer drink across from the very person she didn’t want to be around. It was funny, really, how they ended up here.
» Posted By Katie On 11.15.2009 @ 4:15 pm
Sugar is sweet. When I think of sugar, all I can think about is the delicious sweetness that comes when I chew into a candy bar, or a piece of fudge, or even when I drink a glass of sweet tea. And then I think about cavities. And then a dentist cries somewhere.
» Posted By katie On 11.15.2009 @ 1:33 pm
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and spice and everything nice. that’s what little girls are made of.
sugar on my tongue, tongue. yippee yippee yum yum, goodie goodie gum drop put me in a tongue lock did it till my body went numb, numb.
suga suga how ya get so fly?
» Posted By Katie On 11.14.2009 @ 8:56 pm