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an adviser. Similar to the last word I wrote about. But at least when someone is an adviser, the people actually want their advice. I’m sure it’s a really nice feeling to be an adviser. Everyone who talks to you, professionally, wants your opinions. Must be confident.
» Posted By Katrina On 07.12.2012 @ 10:11 am
opinion, concern, better alternative…. i dont like what you are choosing to do so i give you a better idea? hinting to someone that what they’re thinking is not a good one? suggestions means they dont like your ideas..
» Posted By Katrina On 07.10.2012 @ 8:25 pm
I am a suggestion, not necessarily something you wanted. But I impose myself on you anyway. You didn’t ask for advise, my only purpose is to open your eyes to what else is out there, besides what you wanted. if you look at me for just a second, my job is done, my purpose fulfilled. No matter how rude I am, you need me, and I you
» Posted By Katrina On 07.10.2012 @ 12:59 pm
Cathedrals are romantic in a way. Aside from all the suffocating incense and priests. They remind one of the grandeur of god, the mystique splendor of our existence. How often we take for granted what we have
» Posted By Katrina On 06.14.2012 @ 1:48 pm
Everything seems to be a hassle. Why can’t people relax? Why must everything be complicated. A hassle is a tassle and tassles are not hassles.
» Posted By Katrina On 05.31.2012 @ 2:47 pm
tasting. tasting. tasting. what to say about tasting. its real and it can be great. it van be disgusting. its a surprise and its familiar. it can be warm and it can be cold. too cold.
» Posted By katrina On 05.07.2012 @ 12:30 pm
in the rye
» Posted By Katrina On 03.27.2012 @ 1:39 pm
I weave my thoughts through my head. They go on and on with neverending love for anyone and everything. I love my world. To weave my thoughts into a book. to make everything right in this world. I want to do these things. I do not have enough time. I want the world to stop just for a moment. That moment of peace and solitude to be mine forever.
» Posted By Katrina On 03.03.2012 @ 5:12 am
I’m very excited about my future husband. He and I are going to change the world through the power of God’s unswerving love!
» Posted By Katrina On 10.31.2011 @ 5:44 am
this is basically to just think and guess and not be sure but more sophisticated. and fabulous. I love this word a lot. I use it all the time and it makes me so happy that I like it. I like when others use it too. its cool
» Posted By katrina On 10.03.2011 @ 9:35 pm
At the edge…you’re almost there. Either climbing over, trying to become something other than what the edge offers or just trying to get whatever it is over with. The edge is a breaking point, the end. May become better or worse
» Posted By Katrina On 10.02.2011 @ 9:11 pm
My feelings were mixed. I knew that I should have been worried, but at the same time I just couldn’t help being excited.
» Posted By Katrina On 09.24.2011 @ 6:36 pm
Divison, diving the result of one thing and the origin of another.
» Posted By Katrina On 09.05.2011 @ 3:56 am
There are forces of attraction between certain individuals. It seems that no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to stop thinking about this individual, like you gravitate towards eachother and cannot escape no matter how hard you try.
» Posted By Katrina On 08.26.2011 @ 11:04 am
I like to go on planes. They can take me around the world. When I’m on them, I don’t like them, but I like the sense of freedom they provide. I wish a teleportation device would be invented though to limit the amount of time required to fly around the world. If people can move to the other side of the world, it shouldn’t be as difficult as it is to visit.
» Posted By Katrina On 08.20.2011 @ 11:13 am
my best friend, opportunities, my mom, music, great food, family, once in a lifetime moments, my chance, grandpa
» Posted By katrina On 08.19.2011 @ 3:14 pm
i have a blank canvas before me. i love color. especially autumn colors, for my favorite time of year. i begin thinking about how abstract i want to go with this one. i think i’ll keep it in my living room this time, and let family and friends enjoy a special piece during the holidays this year.
» Posted By katrina On 08.08.2011 @ 11:04 am
i was thinking about how much my dog amuses me. and romance novels, how silly are those? they just, they kiss and you never know whats going to happen next, because then there is always a conflict, and they don’t end up together. or they do? that’s the guesswork you can never be sure of in situations like this. I want them to be together 95% of the time.
Sometimes though, it takes longer. take the notebook for example, how much of a mess their relationship is? and they have to mend it themselves. and they do it, and they love each other so they are willing to work at their marriage. I like that sort of love story, those are the good ones you want to go on forever.
» Posted By Katrina On 07.28.2011 @ 4:26 pm
Straws remind me of when I was little and would bite the tips of the straws as I sucked up milk shakes. I always got chocolate milk shakes from McDonald’s. I still buy them. And I still bite down on my straws. My boyfriend loves it…He thinks it’s adorable.
» Posted By Katrina On 07.11.2011 @ 4:15 pm
She had given me her most prized possesion. A simple glass box with the words rejoice writen over the top. So she really did love me. She really did care. Turns out we had both given eachother alot of love over the years.
» Posted By Katrina On 07.03.2011 @ 8:43 am
The honest opinion of the woman in front of me was not important. What was important was the case she’d brought me- and the dough it’d bring in. I could tell she disapproved, but she knew I was the only one who’d solve the crime for her, especially if she didn’t want to involve the police. Sometimes a private dick’s your only hope, even when he smells like booze and cheap cigars.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.30.2011 @ 11:13 am
Slowly I wade in farther. The water becomes deeper and deeper. Its cold but so worth it. I go under and see all the life under the water. Yes this was going to be a good day.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.29.2011 @ 2:55 pm
The idea of lust terrified and disgusted him. He could not imagine wanting someone else’s body, couldn’t imagine enjoying the ugly union of flesh and spit and indignity that sex brought. He kept himself guarded, carefully, from these urges, covered in a thin film of emotional plastic wrap to keep out desire.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.27.2011 @ 9:59 pm
The way he looked at her made her want to cry, though not from sadness, nor indeed from happiness. It was more…overwhelming. There was something beautiful and terrifying in the way that gaze pinned her, made her stop what she was doing and stare back. It was so bright that she could have burst into flames.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.22.2011 @ 9:52 pm
Tiny cells, dancing among the great masses of flowers, pollen in the air. I’m dust, dust in the wind, scattered across the world. Fading and dying. I will be dispersed soon, and then there will be nothing left of me but air, nothing to remind people what I once was.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.21.2011 @ 8:22 pm
Life is too predictable. I know every singlew thing that will happen today. I will wake up at 6:55, get out of the shower by 7:10, and catch the bus to work at 8:05. I will sit on the bus for 48 minutes. I will waste my whole day planning every detail. I will even plan when I need to plan things! Life is too predictable.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.21.2011 @ 6:30 am
Don’t hold me, she said. I might disappear. Don’t touch me, I might not be there. I am insubstantial, nothing left but soul and mind.
He said, I love you anyway. All the important parts of you are here, with me.
She said, I am only a ghost. You need to move on.
He said, I’ll be a ghost too. We’ll die together.
And she said, yes.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.19.2011 @ 3:30 pm
The pencil, held in my hand, was like a declaration of truth. I could write, and read. In this world, only those things matter, and only that will save me from myself, from the endless cavalcade of television advertisements, from the barrage of consumerism, from my own insecurities. To write is to be alive.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.19.2011 @ 3:25 pm
The important thing for magic is not to believe, but to know. To know for a fact, deep-down-hard-headed-know-in-your-gut that this cup, for instance, will turn into a small slice of cheese. That you’re really a walrus, and that you should therefore look like one. That the cat in front of you is a man in disguise.
If you can get the knowing down, you’re more than halfway there.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.18.2011 @ 8:48 pm
Back To Stats Page
You walk into the station and you see it. It’s by the side of the railway tracks, sluggishly black covered in oil. No one notices it, except you.
» Posted By Katrina On 06.14.2011 @ 12:57 pm