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~Me, Myself, and I:~
Name: Kaitlin
Nick Names: K8, Kuriosity, Pyro, LoKi (friends call me those). Hmmmm....I've been called Butch (brother), Imp, Parasitic Leech, Fiend, Freak of Nature, Evil One, Snow Worshiper, and Wicked Snow Witch (the last 7 are Hastie's). I've also been called other things that I don't care to mention...
Age: *thinks* I am...*counts on fingers* ...ummm... *shocked look on face* I'm 18!
Birthday: I am not at liberty to discuss that
Zodiac: Well considering I am always told I'm bull-headed...
Chinese Zodiac: Rabbit...though as Court would put it: 'you know how slow a turtle moves, well she is still slower. And you know a snail, she still moves slower than that...She is more like an Amoeba! Moves fast, but doesn't get very far!!!'
Gender: Female, although sometimes I have my doubts
Marital Status: Forever dot!
Location: Currently the State of Confusion
Occupation:Apparently I am allergic to work, according to my father trying to be funny
Pet Peeves:Know-it-alls, the stupid ones that really don't know what they are talking about...*cough* brother *cough*
~Ranting and Ravings of:~
Princess Alice Lucy Bessie Speedy Scoot Scottery
Smiley
Shar
Teddy
JR
Jeff
Kyla
Angel
Noah
| ~Look down the Rabbit Hole~
December 2004
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Just thoughts, ignore them...
When I look at the moon and stars, it comforts me a little to know you are looking at them too. But I wish we could see the moon and stars together... I'll probably expand later. ~shrug~ Sounds like something from Romeo and Juliet... Forever is a long time, but sometimes not long enough... True love lasts forever, just like the moon and stars. But unlike the moon and stars, true love doesn't change with the rotation of the earth...
last modified Dec 6, 2004 at 16:15
 ~*~With You~*~
Through these dark days While walking past the black graves
I crave for your prescence For my life, that's the escence
Because I love you, I really do
I won't let go of you Never
While wandering in the night Thinking about my grey spite
I cry for shelter Somewhere together
With you...
I never ignore anyone's thoughts. Not a practice of mine...
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