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Makes me feel brainwashed. The public is exposed to the world, thousands of viewers. Stupidity televised. Crappy humanity televised. Dirty and raunchy television shows.
» Posted By kat On 02.29.2016 @ 10:14 am
As he went up the dreary steps, he already knew how his day would go; he would go up , load the projector, watch the movie through the square hole and then do it all over again. He didnt know why today it was hitting him particularly hard though, his routine hadnt changed since 1995
» Posted By Kat On 02.25.2016 @ 8:42 pm
Angrily, I stomped upstairs. My life was over. It was the end of my freedom.
» Posted By kat On 02.21.2016 @ 11:24 am
» Posted By Kat On 02.20.2016 @ 4:46 pm
walking upstairs, I realized how utterly ignorant I was. How could I ever have the heart to kill a man? I was insane. My mind wasn’t just lost, it was completely gone forever.
» Posted By Kat On 02.20.2016 @ 4:38 pm
cash registers ding at the entrance of my parent’s heaven
capitalism kills the masses
and sends them to hell
» Posted By kat On 02.04.2016 @ 9:31 pm
We all try to be accountable for our actions yet we all fail sometimes. Every chance we get is a hit or miss. Responsibility is a constant ideal of importance however it sometimes falls flat.
» Posted By Kat On 11.23.2015 @ 4:28 pm
The feeling of lurching like you’re going to fall, like you’re going to slam into the person in front of you and you can’t do anything about it, the screeching sound of warping metal, hard and loud in your ears, confusion and shouts and screams of terror and–
» Posted By kat On 11.12.2015 @ 11:47 pm
Her jumper was a violent shade of mustard and was woven from what looked to be the itchiest wool available on the market. She carried it off though, somehow – perhaps it was her angular cheekbones that allowed her to wear it with a model-like confidence, or her casual Parisian elegance. Either way, by the time I’d realised I thought she even looked good in mustard jumpers, I was desperately in love with her.
» Posted By Kat On 09.27.2015 @ 10:58 am
Black spewing smoke clouds gather over the city. Shapes take form and dark snow falls from the clouds. It is hard to breathe in the cold and dank air, leaves a bitter sting in the lungs. Smoke stacks keep spewing.
» Posted By Kat On 08.23.2015 @ 8:41 pm
The jury was picked for their general inablity to recognize or sympathize with other members of humanity. They were picked for their general ignorance, or for their fixation on their own misery – housewives contemplating divorce…
» Posted By Kat On 07.09.2015 @ 5:20 pm
The jury was picked for its indifference to the sufferings of other human beings. They were housewives, disabled and elderly that were ultimately more focused on their own pain than that of the victim.
» Posted By Kat On 07.09.2015 @ 5:17 pm
She provided me with such agony and grief… yet I still loved her. She was afterall my mom. The woman who held me at birth, who wombed me. Yet what was done had to be done, there is no turning back now. Mom, I will see you again someday, Until then,goodbye.
» Posted By kat On 03.23.2015 @ 8:52 pm
Wealth may be not as it seems.
I feel I would only want enough to keep me safe from emergencies and give the rest away.
It would be too scary otherwise.
To have power that is unwanted.
Money should not be like that.
» Posted By Kat On 02.12.2015 @ 10:04 pm
Piano bring sound like no other into the world. The black and white keys show range and emotion by the hands of the musican. Large yet quiet in a sense of things. I salute you piano.
» Posted By Kat On 02.07.2015 @ 3:28 pm
I want to be essential to someone.
My family I understand feel like that.
My friends not so.
Essential and needed,
To be a gaping a hole if I was gone.
Something to be missed.
» Posted By Kat On 01.31.2015 @ 5:39 pm
We must exceed our expectations.
Going higher in the clearance of life.
Up Up Up we ar going higher.
Never going to stop.
Advice for the young.
Advie for the old.
» Posted By Kat On 01.30.2015 @ 10:12 pm
My worries sdrive my agenda.
Always adding more and more.
There is never a end.
always the stress of what I am missing.
Lists will do me in someday.
A death of my planner.
» Posted By Kat On 01.29.2015 @ 9:41 pm
My time is over I’m all metered out.
Tired of the frustrations of the day and feelings I have endured.
Now to relax and sleep in the full glory of my bed.
My limbs comfortable and streched.
» Posted By Kat On 01.28.2015 @ 9:21 pm
I have an announcement to make! To live with happiness and succesful is a untold by all as no one knows. Oh I wish I could tell you so we could spread the good news.
» Posted By Kat On 01.26.2015 @ 10:15 pm
Inducing a sigh is my troubles and pains.
Making me yearn for soemthing else.
Life is full of inducing.
» Posted By Kat On 01.25.2015 @ 1:38 pm
More than just sadness, devastation is a loss. The feeling of your hopes just crumbling away till all you are aware of is the ache in your chest.
» Posted By Kat On 01.03.2015 @ 5:42 pm
The snow looked like dust. The sky was white and gray. It was wintertime. It was too cold. I was trapped in my house again. But at least I could sip hot chocolate and wear my cozy clothes all day long.
» Posted By Kat On 12.21.2014 @ 7:37 pm
Cold miserable weather- but a time of year when good celebrations bring warmth to
Our hearts- thanksgiving and Christmas.
» Posted By Kat On 12.21.2014 @ 4:39 pm
the people in the tribe had red, black, and white paint on their faces. they would sing by the fire and roast marshmallows. the tents that they would make were made out of palm leaves. the people in the tribe lived on a desolate island.
» Posted By Kat On 12.06.2014 @ 7:19 pm
Speaking with authority, softly, loudly. Speaking with reverence, peace, tranquility. Speaking is something I really do not enjoy in front of many people. But public speaking can be done if with practice. I like the opposite word better – listening. Better a listener than a speaker.
» Posted By Kat On 11.25.2014 @ 10:34 am
Footprints to follow. Whether it is a deer trail through the woods or the footsteps of Jesus as you walk in His steps following the trails he left in the Bible. A beaten path where you can see the dirt beneath your feet – and the bushes part in front of you. A place others have walked.
» Posted By Kat On 11.21.2014 @ 5:03 am
so maybe some days your room becomes an ocean. so maybe some days you drown more than others. maybe, maybe. maybe some days your closet is a galaxy, and if you shut the lights and put your head between your knees, you swear you can see stars. you wish a star would fall on your head. I wish you would fall out of my heart, out of my mind. what if we learned to laugh and dance again, what if I could scoop out the fillings in my heart and replace it with something better … won’t you visit me here darling. it’s so lovely.
» Posted By kat On 10.29.2014 @ 7:29 am
The students in ‘How To Get Away With Murder’ were easily able to help Annalise Keating’s character assure there was no conviction for her client, but this wasn’t didn’t make any of the characters likable or even believable.
» Posted By kat On 09.28.2014 @ 2:36 pm
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“The least you can do, is maybe, probably suck my dick,”
Derek just kinda pauses, and gives stiles this look. And its a look that Stiles knows well cause its directed at him a lot, but dammit, man, Derek is going to a werewolf official convention and Stiles is going to be lonely.
Very lonely with only a single hand to help.
» Posted By Kat On 09.12.2014 @ 7:20 pm