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But first let me take aslefie and us emy phone an dit willl be great time to donhomework aan d shit fuck i camn type lol i love typing an dtaking selfies becaus ei look so smexy. yes i will loook so great on mny new phoen yeayygsyywq yessssssdssss
» Posted By Katrina On 12.28.2016 @ 10:38 pm
the outfit was a deep blue, like the ocean. it was beautiful ad caught her eye almost instantly, she walked over and ran her hands along it, feeling the fabric. lifting it off of the rack she smiled. this was her outfit.
» Posted By Katrina On 05.22.2016 @ 6:39 am
Falling through the air feels a lot like swimming through syrup. There’s something dragging you down and you feel like you can’t breath. Struggling for breath as you try to reach the surface. Struggling cause you know that it wasn’t worth it.
» Posted By Katrina On 05.04.2016 @ 12:34 pm
twine and rope can be braided effectively creating an artistic object that can define areas in a space. It is amazing the sophistication that can be seen when braided items
» Posted By Katrina On 09.01.2015 @ 11:50 pm
this was an interesting experience
» Posted By Katrina On 08.26.2015 @ 10:22 pm
A long thin cylindrical portion of a plant that allows nutrients to be moved from the roots to the leaves which allows growth. This growth enables flowering plants to blossom and fruits to develop and ripen.
» Posted By Katrina On 08.26.2015 @ 10:21 pm
Candid photos are my favorite. Not posed, not premeditated… Real. Representative of what a person is really like in everyday life. Not smiling necessarily. Not even looking at the camera. Maybe not even aware of the fact that a picture is being taken. I need to take more photos, especially more candid ones so I can remember what I was doing when.
» Posted By Katrina On 05.21.2015 @ 9:06 am
He didn’t believe in prayer much anymore. He used to believe in things like that; prayers, angels, miracles. He soon found out it was only a matter of time before that all went away. He pitied himself for ever believing in things like that, and it was all because of her.
» Posted By Katrina On 04.08.2014 @ 10:22 am
Everyone in the world felt the need to compensate for someone else. The brutality of their own minds pressured them with insanity and the endless material giving drove them to their own extinction. In the end, nothing was left. Nothing but moral compensation.
» Posted By Katrina On 02.20.2014 @ 11:49 pm
She thought of the emotional capital that she thought she had seen in him. She thought of the scars and the wounds that she kept with him, seeing the pain as some sort of revenue in which she could cash in later – to prove that she did her time, to prove that she was worthy. Some things she wasn’t ready to talk about. She was only bankrupt.
» Posted By Katrina On 01.05.2014 @ 6:54 pm
Pens, papers, pencils…..stencils. Yeah, I don’t really know what I’m doing. Rhyming! Or at least trying. 60 seconds is not that long, but I sure am trying.
» Posted By Katrina On 11.29.2013 @ 4:31 pm
We are the chemicals of each other’s systems.
We are catalyzing behaviors, forming layers, peeling away at the molecules between us. A synapse is filled. Unwind from me. But we change our states, and spiral up to the ceiling.
» Posted By Katrina On 11.07.2013 @ 3:21 pm
signals tell you when to stop and go, turn or stay in line. They are physical cues via body language that can determine a lifetime.
» Posted By Katrina On 03.06.2013 @ 2:55 pm
this is the end of a beautiful story, she always wanted to be a writer but it dint work out. she was so young it shouldn’t of ended like this but she wasn’t happy i suppose. As for me, I’m off now happily married with some one else. We have 3 kids, Named Grace, Blake and Lincoln just like she wanted.
» Posted By Katrina On 01.13.2013 @ 1:57 pm
let’s play a love game love game do you want love or you want ame lady gaga lalalaaaaaaaa i miss my boyfriend :( babyyyyy come backkkkkkkk let’s play the blame, game, i love you, moreeee let’s plaay the blame game, not in my souuuuuuuuul not in my spirit o
» Posted By katrina On 12.18.2012 @ 11:07 pm
“So soon?” she asked with a feeling of gloom. “Yes, my dear i was hoping i could have said to watch this process but i surely can not.” as he laughed with malce. “What process?” as a odd feeling came about her “Wha-Whats going on”. “thats enough questions for now you will find out with time” he said with a look of pure evil on his face.
» Posted By Katrina On 11.25.2012 @ 3:32 pm
i am going to arrive soon she said. please hurry up! i need you so much right now. If she doesn’t come i will surely die
» Posted By Katrina On 11.25.2012 @ 3:24 pm
there are many types of institutions. mental, banking… those two have a lot in common actually. although a mental institution may be more fun.
» Posted By katrina On 11.16.2012 @ 9:44 pm
Somebody can be anybody. Anybody can be a somebody. But not everyone wants to be a somebody so not everyone is a somebody. But what defines somebody? Because everyone has a characteristic and passion that makes them a somebody. But other bodies think that that somebody doesn’t deserve to be the body that that somebody is. Everyone needs to find somebody, and then they will feel like they too can be a somebody worth being.
» Posted By Katrina On 11.12.2012 @ 4:43 pm
somebody once told me a sad story about a girl named kathy mea.
she was a silly girl who was afraid to play.
she was annoying too so nobody likes her.
but everyone knonws everyone is nobody.
» Posted By katrina On 11.12.2012 @ 2:56 pm
who is somebody?
is it anybody?
you are a nobody yet you are a sombody…
confusing i know.
» Posted By katrina On 11.12.2012 @ 2:54 pm
I hear the lion in the distance. a gentle roar. like a mother calling for its child. it echoes, bouncing off the walls of rock. a calling, a pleading, a desperate hope for reunion.
» Posted By katrina On 11.10.2012 @ 9:48 am
They know themselves best when drunk. Strangers when sober. That simple. Their interactions are watercolors painted in vodka spit and the pictures that people take bear no reasonable resemblance to the way things actually look.
Yes, I am writing this bottle in hand, yes yes yes yes. See you at AA. You and me and the rest of them. We’ll talk about ourselves, with our washed out colors– our lank hair, our dry skin, our torn clothes– all nostalgic for back when we knew ourselves.
» Posted By Katrina On 11.08.2012 @ 12:54 pm
I have the dominant eye gene in my face therefore I have blue eyes lol jk blue eyes are recessive. Go glen coco. I like blue stuff. blue stuff is cool. I dominate over everything in this world. woooohoooooo Party up in this club tonight.
Raise the roof and shake your booty.
holler at my swagger.
» Posted By Katrina On 10.10.2012 @ 10:03 am
Stillness is the art of not doing anything for a number of minutes, hours or days. It is beautiful. The act of being still for quite some times takes patience, and patience is very hard to accomplish.
» Posted By Katrina On 09.07.2012 @ 4:02 am
Mountain. Like the hall at campus. Or like misty from pokemon. Or a misty mountain in the wintertime. How it becomes engulfed in its middle by the mist. There’s something within the altitude that makes it appear to be completely clear at the bottom.
» Posted By Katrina On 08.17.2012 @ 11:38 pm
to obey any laws.
to pee in a proper pee place
to wear pants on wednesday
to be anything but me
to write left handed
» Posted By Katrina On 08.27.2012 @ 1:05 pm
substances creep inside oneself taking over your body, mind and soul creating an alter-ego that no one likes to face. Your little devil comes out and the truth of your thoughts are told seeking no filter…
» Posted By Katrina On 08.08.2012 @ 7:51 pm
clear or complex. never enough information on the details you really need to know. can easily be misinterpreted for something else. picture instructions? what’s up with that? no help at all…
» Posted By Katrina On 07.21.2012 @ 9:18 pm
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criminals. suspicion. jail. prospectives. dangerous. wanted. hated. angry. emotional. cops
» Posted By Katrina On 07.20.2012 @ 7:15 pm