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Well, I deleted two people off my friends list today, but since I hate doing that and I don't believe in letting people fade, here's some notes on them.

First is moon_neko_23.
I'm deleting her for not logging on in a very long time.
And it looks like she won't ever again.
But here our some entries that I found interesting from her:


I am a pessimist. Everyone knows that. I am a b***h who pushes people away. I throw pity parties for myself and I...don't realize what I have or anything. I am a blind ignorant fool and all I can do is nothing. I am not good for anything. I break everyones trust. I break hearts.
So I wonder why I am on this planet. Why I couldn't just die when I was 7 years old in that pool? Why did my dad have to be there to save me?? Why am I not dead like I should be? I wish I wasn't alive a lot of the time...


OH WAIT! THIS IS ANOTHER PITY KATIE PARTY! Isn't it guys?

Response:chuckles, lil sweet little dear,
I am here
still with trust,
for my chains of sorrow never rust.
dont say that to urself for its a lie,
because ppl love u and help u as u cry,
arent i here to stay by ur side with one other here,
ur light and ur shadow love u to the point of always wanting to stay near...

Article:
A sweet compliment bestowed upon me
Bye one ever so sweet.
And how I blush and smile
And say thank you to thee
I can't help but think
Was it a compliment?
Or an insult?
Article:
What is this.
This forbidden love.
Always pushed away
Never allowed
Always gone,
Like the wind,
On a hot summers day.
Only wishing,
Hoping,
It was here.
What is this
This aching heart
Feeling numb
Frozen.
Like ice,
In an arctic kingdom
when all you need
is grass
and warmth...
Never attainable
What are these.
These words.
They drift from my mouth
But do they mean anything?
coming from a dark spot in the mind.
Like a candle being lit,
In a dark room.
What is this.
This poem.

Response: To my ears and my stand, they sound to me someone who is lost and alone wishing to be seen and loved for who they are.

Article:
O.M.G.

So band camp was a living HELL! I almost fainted a couple times and the fact that everyone in my cabin hated me...except nicole and jessica...and maybe shan...but well....nothing seems to b going right...except!!! [omg there is an exception!!] I got some new friends. Laura and Leah....they are f***ing AWESOME! They accept me for who I am and don't critizise me on it! I think I might have more fun with them than i did with my other so called friends. They are all bitches in their own way and are just....awesome...because they aren't scared to offend people. Of course I am the bubbly nice person who invaded their little group.....well they say I am bubbly and one of the nicest people they will ever meet. THIS MAKES ME JUST SO HAPPY!!!

Katie Out!

[insert dial tone]


Article:
Am..I really ignoring all those who do care? No I am pushing them away and I finally figured out why. I have this disorder, no I am not blaming it on the disorder, but it is called an Attachment Disorder, I attach to someone, but then I push them away.

What some of you don't realize, is that I am childish. I don't think I can get on with life without someone there to help guide me. I can't make very good decisions but it is my life. I know I need help with some stuff but everything I have done so far, I don't really regret. I regret being the way I am, being myself and so I lost my friends. They all say I have to change...but I like being myself, I don't want to change for anyone. Am I really so bad a person, that I have to change my ways or I will like, never be able to get on with life? Only a select few like how I am, Chad obviously and some people who are my friends from Band. Maybe I do have to change. I don't know. Life is so confusing. I can't get anything straight. And, like my mind works, it sounds like a lot of you are against me. Just, hoping I will mess up again so you can criticize me. Just, there to shoot me down. I don't think I will ever get stronger. I don't even have good people skills! All I can do is be myself, but that is bad. I can't be myself because it makes people hate me....

Article:
Well, I am not back. I am just sneaking on because I am a bad little girl!

Too catch up with events in my life~~~~

All my friends hate me except a few and I love Chad

Wow that was a really good catch up wasn't it!?

But anyways, I have hardly any new poems, boo hoo! but I am working on a story and I think I will start putting it in my journal when I get the chance! And all of you who do or do not read my journal can help me with what I need work on. Possibly help me with the plot. I still don't know what to call it. But it is going to be good.

Chad, I put you in it without your permission....SORRY!

mucho love to you all!!

~Katie
Article:
I am out of fighting spirit. I can't...do it anymore. I am not going to be stupid and commit suicide...but I just....am beaten and broken. You may think it is for attention..that I play guys for the attention. That I'm a b***h....a user..a taker..never a giver.....




Shannon Wrote:


back stabbing, b***h, inconciderate, one sited, yorker, user, uncaring



All those..and from someone I thought was my friend...HA! What a joke. Life is a joke. I am supposed to survive through this...but how? My faith is gone. How can I trust anyone with my heart now. Everyone seemed to just...tear it to pieces. Laughing....having fun with it. Not asking how I felt. Never getting my input. I guess I am the bad person..but what about everyone else? Who stabbed ME in the back. Who said they were my friend but started ignoring me. Who wouldn't even talk to me which I guess I was the problem....but wouldn't talk with ME to straighten things out. Where's the fairness in that? Am I getting what I deserve? I guess...I am........what happened here.........

Article:

La Poema:The Journal of a Poet, a Lover, and a Lost Soul
hahahahaha! You have entered my journal! The journal of a poet, a lover, and a lost soul if you haven't figureed that out already!! Have fun!

White Bloodstained Rose


A rose lays upon my body.
A white blood stained rose.
My lifeless hand holds it lightly,
Against my unmoving chest.
It stands out from my black clothing,
An innocent covered in blood.
A gift it was.
From my love.
The day before my death.

Years later.
A small wind blows.
In a cemetery,
A white bloodstained rose,
Lays quietly upon a small grave.
No longer innocent,
But now the guilty,
Of a deadly past.
Sin and Murder,
Were your friends,
But now nothing more,
Than deadly enemies.

Always remembered,
Never forgotten,
For the bloodstained rose never leaves my grave.
Always there,
Never gone.

Article:
Ok.....here is how it went.

Me, Kyle, Shan, Amy, and Danielle entered this hospital. We were in a long hallway with lots of doors and each door was numbered. Amy and Shan went into room's #41 and #42. Danielle we dropped off in room #39. Soon I could hear screaming, like bloody murder screaming, coming from the rooms we left Shan and Amy in. Me and Kyle entered room #1. It was dark with a glow of a blue light. I gave him a hug goodbye and he kissed me. I was shocked at first but I kissed him back and then left.

I walked down the hall, Amy, Shan, Danielle's, and Kyle's screams could be heard but I ignored it like nothing was happening. I ended up at door #12 and entered. The room was white and there waiting for me was Jake. We hugged each other and he gave me a kiss. Then we lay down on a hospital bed and I see this bloody tool come from no where.

Then....the thunder woke me up.

Article:
A kiss.
A touch.
Our love is growing.
The betrayal growing.
More kisses.
More touches.
More betrayal.
Who is he?
Who is she?
A lock of the door.
Touches of another person.
Who are they?
Them who like to betray.
Who are they?
Them who like to touch what isn't theirs.
A secret,
Found out.
A fight.
No make ups.
A door swinging open.
Tires squealing on the asphalt.
Someone left crying.
No more kisses.
No more touches.
Who was he?
Who was she?
No one apparently.

Article:
The stars,
Untouchable in the night sky.
They shine a pure glow upon us,
As each confess our love.
But then,
It falls apart.
The stars each one by one,
Explode.
Suddenly no light.
Not even from the moon.
For it has shifted to the dark side of the moon.
No light upon our love.
Was this truly meant to be?

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Second person I am deleting is Vigilia.
She use to be fun to talk to, so I commented on her profile to come back and all that till, after months, she finally did.
What a shame too. As soon as she did only conversations we really had were her just asking me for gold.
Finally she sent me a pm on her b-day asking for donations and all that and I finally got tired of it. I replied saying that was rude and today I'm deleting her.
Not really anything else about her here. I was sixth on her friends list.
So there.