I'm Katie [and I am just as weak as ever]
I am a sixteen year old mess who swears upon luck and fate. I believe that everything happens for a reason and that we will die when we are meant to die regardless of the risks we do or do not take. I believe in love because I have felt it, inhaled it, trashed it, and in the end, welcomed it with every self-sympathetic, over emotional, clingy molecule of my existence.
I am meant to change lives. I am meant to show the world what is under trashcan lids and wrinkled palms, inbetween the lines and trembling ribs of lost souls and cliche kisses. I am meant to tell the story of every pair of muted lips. I am meant to dance, to sing, to rejoice, and to mourn over everything that has ever existed and everything that never will.
Before you let go, remember the reasons you were hanging on. I am the girl who counts the seconds, the minutes, until she can make someone smile because the ones who are rained on are usually the ones who deserve the sun. I want to change the way people see the world. I want to hand out a new pair of eyes to every open heart who is willing to see what the world is really about.
I want to BREATHE different air every single day. I want to prove that life is about having someone or something to die for. I want to prove that life is about finding your voice and using it . I am you, I am her, I am the teenage population. This is my world and I've never been so willing to share it.
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I am a poet, scribbling down your life in choppy verses. You drop letters like pollen around your lips, and inside your eyes flowers bloom during Winter. I am the girl that's always either smiling or crying. In the end, I will die and none of this will matter at all. No one will care; and the select few that do, will eventually die and rot with me. So live however the fuck you want. Don't let anyone control you; rules, promises, regrets. Take as many pictures as you can. Make as many memories as you can and be happy at all costs. Even if that means sometimes letting go.
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(49)- I am in the groups glitter glam whores
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My Poetry
My Stories
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12/1/05
'Today I am going to write about a journey. A journey of a small girl-long ago-not me. A girl who set off to find love, and her soul, but most of all just find herse261 lines, 2 comments, February 23, 2006. In <200 lines, Depression -
11/30/05
Its 11:06. Just before acting. Theres a reason no one has ever called me considerate. I'm just not. Adam asked me out, two days ago. I told him, we should still be106 lines, 1 comment, February 23, 2006. In <200 lines, Depression -
11/29/05
Its been a while since I last wrote-and I have seen even more of my friends. I did what I should have done a while ago- I confronted her. And I know it sounds clich84 lines, February 23, 2006. In <200 lines, Depression
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- Column: Am I really that hard to read? at allpoetry
- Column: Before we say goodbye at allpoetry
- Column: Two Months at allpoetry
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waitin4truluv21 on September 1hey kittie
why yes it is shannon
dude my poem got a silver!
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WTF-Hatchwork : Holy crap. on September 1That is many many gold trophies.
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skunkayyy : hey on July 29i'm giving you permission to do my page, since i suck at life.| Delete
<3 please, will you do it?
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skunkayyy on July 8imissyou.| Delete
