Comments Posted By Katia
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a fucking horrible missile
after what’s happening in France i just only thing about it
i’m not sad but i’m mad of what people can do only for religion
innocent people didn’t ask for anything of that
» Posted By Katia On 11.17.2015 @ 5:39 am
The local shops are always the worst. They are always full of people. It’s impossible to get anything from there. Anything good, anyway, those things always seem to be in the most far away places. Places one can’t reach just by slapping on some shoes and walking.
Things are never that easy, are they?
» Posted By Katia On 11.27.2012 @ 10:13 am
I wish it was easier not to think when I write. I want it to flow naturally. I need help. But really, I know that I don’t. The power to do this is inside of me, if I just let go of my insecurity and write. I love writing. Instead of asking for help from others, I should be confident enough in myself to just do it. That way I can spend my time helping those who really need it.
» Posted By Katia On 09.26.2012 @ 2:03 pm
The windows, were down, the sunroof was down. Music was thrillingly loud. My best friend sat next to me, singing. I’d never felt this free. It started raining. and we let the rain kiss our skin.
» Posted By Katia On 11.05.2011 @ 8:11 pm
i used to wish i lived in a trailer. used to. now i definitely do not want to live in a trailer. there are quite a few trailer parks in simi valley, the town in which i live. fuck, my ears itch. i wonder how many millionaires(sp) have ever lived in a trailer. i’m typing slow now.
» Posted By kátia On 04.26.2011 @ 5:41 pm
Wanted. Movies. Books. Objects of desire. Wanted. The word means a lot to different people. Everybody wants something, no matter if you are rich or if you are poor. They all want something. I, for example, want a tv in my room.
» Posted By Katia On 09.09.2009 @ 3:26 am
I bleep daily. I look forward to it. It is my ray of sunshine. Some day I hope to find someone to bleep with me, someone to become a bleeper with me.
» Posted By Katia On 09.05.2009 @ 9:09 pm
Cows make milk. I have never milked a cow, but someday, maybe I will. Cows are fun and pretty if they’re milkers. Beef cows are ugly and smelly and not so fun. I had cows once, or my family did, anyway – just a couple, named Michael and Jordan (thanks to my brother). We ate them, but they weren’t that great, and we never raised them again. But I’d like a single nice dairy cow someday. That’d be fun!
» Posted By Katia On 11.08.2008 @ 10:57 pm
I was so scared that we would fall off the back of the ute, as my dad rolled slowly down the hill. I hung on, tightly, wondering how the dogs managed to stay on so well…
» Posted By Katia On 10.06.2008 @ 11:28 am
I can’t judge people simply.
» Posted By Katia On 06.03.2008 @ 7:18 am
mimi nu ya me voy a casar en 2 dias sin padre ni esposo con 10 hijos un perro 10 gatos y otro oso un ama de llaves estara en mi8 mansion
» Posted By katia On 01.03.2010 @ 11:51 am
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im always always doing it. chasing time. chasing myseşf. chasing others. life is a chase. it also reminds me of cheese, cause it sorta sounds like it. also chaffe. ouch. chasing cars is a nice song. snow patrol. thats it.
» Posted By katia On 10.05.2009 @ 4:41 am