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Birthday 1990-01-30 Gender
Female Location Lost and not found Member Since 2005-06-17 Occupation Nothing Real Name Kitty
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Achievements I have lost almost everything. Anime Fan Since Forever Favorite Anime Too many to type. Goals I have a different goal every day. Hobbies Computer Talents Dancing, singing/screaming, math, writing, ballet, skateboarding, hurting people. Ask if you wanna know anymore.
myOtaku.com: Tsukitheninjawolf
Friday, March 17, 2006
Poem
The End of A Dream
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Name: Kitty.
Age: 18.
Birthday: January 30th.
Currently: Texas
Education: G.E.D.
Currently Reading: American Psycho
Email: [Link]
Myspace: [Link]
Hobbies: Technology, what few friends I have, Reading, and Dancing.
Hates: Alot of shit. Mainly fakes.
MSN: Atheist_Kitten@hotmail.com
AIM: My Bloodydeath13 &
Tehvampirekitty
So I figured I would use an already made layout. I just don't have time right now to make it myself. Other wise I so would have. Plus it's pretty.
Anywayz. Please sign my guestbook if you stop by for the first time. Even though I have a few rules. They are below.
I don't know how often I will update. I will try for everyday, but considering school and the fact I am actually reading a book, I may not be able too.
Have a nice day. Peace.
Kitty
Rules
Sign more than 1 fucking line in my guestbook.
Visit me and I will visit you.
Don't fuck with me.
Last but not least, if you hate me, don't tell me you do. I don't really care if you do.
Post
Hey here is a new poem i just wrote. It is called "What Are You doing?"
I have scars,
That I can't hide.
All I have left,
Is the pain you left behind.
As I sit here I wonder,
If I was ever real.
And now I will find out,
If you even care.
As I take my life,
What are you doing?
When you come to my funeral,
What are you doing?
If you really care,
Then why don't you pick up the phone.
As my blood drips off the knife,
What are you doing?
I'm dieing now,
And what are you doing?
Nothin at all to stop me.
As watch my blood,
slowly drip off my knife,
And as I slowly say my last words
I whisper,
What are you doing now
Since I'm going to hell?