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“People aren’t cargo, mate.” -Captain Jack Sparrow
now that’s what I call character development
remember that no one OWNS you. you’re a person. you own yourself.
my brother would always say my mother owned me and i’d tell him he was wrong.
» Posted By Katarina On 04.05.2015 @ 1:57 pm
Eu estava lá, esperando por ela, naquela longa espera enquanto fazia um lindo sol lá fora. E eu ali aguardando sua chegada. Resolvi afundar na poltrona e aprofundar meus conhecimentos sobre seja lá o que fosse a reportagem dentro daquela revista. Era tudo o que me restava fazer. Já passara muito tempo olhando pela janela, o que só tornava a espera mais longa.
» Posted By Katarina On 08.04.2013 @ 9:42 pm
The last, the final, straw. The end is near.
or Twisty straws! crazy straws! it’s always a fun time with STRAW.
» Posted By Katarina On 06.13.2012 @ 8:29 pm
between boyfriends/girlfriends. or songs that are stuck in your head. mostly the song thing though. I finished this in under 30 seconds. BAM!
» Posted By Katarina On 06.11.2012 @ 3:20 pm
My brother has one of those bird houses that you can stick up aginst a window and it has a clear back so that you cansee inside. Also, Russian nesting dolls-or ma-trah-shka (spelling?) dolls. We have 2 from when my parents went to Russia to get Nickolai (aka my brother).
» Posted By Katarina On 06.09.2012 @ 6:56 pm
Texting, Skype, Facebook IMing, Gmail, whatever. It’s never-ending. My mom chats with her friends-half of the reason that we always leave parties and such late. She will literally spend 45 minutes leaving. And they get mad at us when we’re in no hurry to come upstairs from haning out…we know that they’ll just keep talking!
» Posted By Katarina On 06.08.2012 @ 6:00 pm
oh my gosh, my mom thought that it was hilarious that for homecoming they sent an email out on the list serve to tell the children that all dancing must be upright. thats all I have to say.
» Posted By Katarina On 06.07.2012 @ 12:57 pm
omg, jelly. Jelly fish, pb and j (a sandwich that is rather difficult to type) and things feeling…squishy. its an all around good time. You cant go wrong with jell-o, jelly, gelatin, gelatinous things
» Posted By Katarina On 06.06.2012 @ 2:54 pm
Between the Native Americans and the federal government. Hundreds of them, all broken by the good ol’ us of a, land of the “free”.
» Posted By Katarina On 06.05.2012 @ 12:01 pm
The trash cans. And recyclin g. Thas all i got.
» Posted By Katarina On 06.04.2012 @ 1:20 pm
“iid cap that” is an AMAZING app. So funny. For the lolz, all the way. Also, a baseball cap. I have a green boston red sox one that my dad got for me when he went to a game. AND THEN THERE’S CAPS LOCK, THE BEST WAY TO SHOW ANGER ON THE INTERNET
» Posted By Katarina On 06.03.2012 @ 11:46 am
Its the bear necessities, the simple “bear” necessities, forget about your worry and your strife! i mean the bare necessities, da da da da da da da da Idont remember any more of the songg. THis song reminds me of…. hakuna matata! what a wonderful phrase!
» Posted By Katarina On 06.02.2012 @ 7:20 pm
Al Capone was his name. A mobster. BUt he wastn’t all bad. In one book, I once read that he wanted to give roses to his mother, and that he helped this one boys sister get into a special school, and that he kept a baby sdafe-all while he was sitting on Alcatraz. It was a good book-or rather, book series, called Al Capone Does My Shirts. Read it sometime.
» Posted By Katarina On 06.01.2012 @ 5:42 pm
almost like a hustler? and wahst is a husteler anyways? is that even how thats spelled? is it spelled or spelt? idk…. darn it, i’m using text abbreviations. I am now thuroughly ashamed of myself. Oh well, I apologize world for this sad and depressing rant :( and that little frowny face.
» Posted By Katarina On 05.31.2012 @ 12:30 pm
There once was a man. He wrote for a newspaper in the early 1900’s. He was the one to witness the fire at the Triangle Shiretwaist Factory in new york citym, the famous one that marked just hhow awful the Progressive era was, especially for young women.
» Posted By Katarina On 05.30.2012 @ 6:06 pm
between lunch and dinner
» Posted By Katarina On 03.09.2012 @ 5:18 am
I’m pressed against the wall. No where to go. What is happening? How did I even get here? What do I do?
» Posted By Katarina On 09.25.2011 @ 8:47 pm
I think that being preoccupied means to have too much to do. You can be preoccuipied at work, most of the time. But at school as well. When teachers give you too many projects and stuff to do. Then you get exhausted and demotivated and you have no energy left to do the stuff that you like.
» Posted By Katarina On 09.25.2011 @ 4:21 am
It’s time to celebrate, remember that song? Great song, makes one want to dance! Back in the 90’s that was the song to party to, that and 1999, thats how we’re gonna party. Now people take celebrate too seriously, it’s all about birthday and anniversaries and shit. No one has fun with celebrating anymore. Lets just take one night, and celebrate the fact that we have one night to just party, party like its 1999. and it’ll be fantastic.
» Posted By katarina On 09.20.2011 @ 10:57 am
I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. Except maybe my afterlife. There is nothing worse then this. I wish I could change my decisions…
» Posted By Katarina On 09.12.2011 @ 4:44 pm
I hover above the ground. Unable to understand how or why. What happened to me that night. Did I die?
» Posted By Katarina On 09.11.2011 @ 2:30 pm
I’m clipped off from the real world. I don’t know whats going on anymore. Everything is so strange. I just don’t understand.
» Posted By Katarina On 09.09.2011 @ 6:00 pm
These bars I hide behind keep me locked in, safe. It’s not safe outside, not anymore, not since they were released…
» Posted By Katarina On 09.08.2011 @ 4:40 pm
The mist surrounds me in the dark. I look around and can not see anything, not even my hand in front of my face. I feel scared and alone, nowhere to go…
» Posted By Katarina On 08.29.2011 @ 3:45 pm
God is and amazing force. He is with us all the time.
» Posted By Katarina On 08.25.2011 @ 4:20 pm
Umbrellas are really weird if you think about it, they are just shaped really strangely. But they are helpful…
» Posted By Katarina On 08.24.2011 @ 5:52 pm
catches the rain, from under my poor little head. Keeps my feet dry, brings my mind hope that the sun will soon rise. I enjoy the puddles and sounds of rain pattering against my floral printed umbrella.
» Posted By Katarina On 08.24.2011 @ 1:42 pm
Poison has many forms. Some are disguised as red apples…
» Posted By Katarina On 08.21.2011 @ 6:49 pm
Heart ache. Long drives home from sunny skies. Yearning burning inside. Empty heart. Empty lips. Without arms that hold and keep away cold. The waves have stopped flowing and we are in the mist.
» Posted By Katarina On 08.19.2011 @ 12:00 pm
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sometimes you can feel like a rock star with cigg in your hand(mouth)
cigarettes und alcohol – smells like teen spirit to me.
» Posted By Katarina On 07.16.2011 @ 6:07 am