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Name: Cat
Gender: Female
Interests: quotes and icons. love. God. making friends and meeting new people. having fun. expressing and creating myself. hanging out with friends. shopping. sleeping. art. Twilight. green tea and coffee. ballet flats. music <3. living life.
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Member Since:
11/17/2007
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There is so much I never told you, and probably never will.
I'm scared that I'll never get out of this mess.
I'm scared that I'll never find my true love.
I'm scared that my future won't be as bright as I imagine it to be.
I'm scared that I'll never be strong enough to save anyone.
I'm just scared, okay?
   
No, I'm not okay.
I need you to stop thinking you understand me.
I need you to stop acting like you know everything.
Because you'll never understand,
and you never really cared.
everytime you swallow;;
do you get the taste of what you've become? | | |
| Last Sunday I was riding in Melissa's car. It was pretty quiet except the radio. I was happy, I was content. I love church, I love God. I love my friends and I can say that I even love some strangers. We can to a red light and I watched people in their cars as they came to a stop or flew by. I watched their expressions. I looked around and a guy driving a car went past us, staring at me as I stared at him. He had a strange expression on, as if he was trying to figure me out. Maybe that's the same expression I had on, too. After he past I kept thinking about him till the way home. I wondered what his life what like. Did he have a family? Where was he going? Was he having a good day? What did he think about all day? I just kept thinking, and thinking, and thinking till I got to my house. I don't know this guy and yet that simple eye contact made me feel connected to him, concerned about him. I praed for him and went into my house. I started to think about all my friends, my family, the strangers in my school. Were they all okay? Did they need someone to be there for them?
Maybe I should be more interested in people. About their lives and thoughts and hopes and aspirations.
I think I should, that would make me feel a bit more whole.
So, how are you all doing? :)
     
      
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| New Year Resolutions
1. Be closer to God.
2. Finally get to 100 pounds.
3. Start Running.
4. Be more outgoing and confident.
About #2, That's only about 15 pounds away 
  
We were standing so close
I swear you could hear my heart beating
'I love you' in morse code.
-Me.
  
The songs that he writes
Are too personal
He cant play them for anyone
-The Lovesong Writer by Thursday
  
Pose for me now
You're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way
-The Lovesong Writer by Thrusday
  
When hes all alone, the lovesong writer sings
Ooooh
Can anyone, hear me now?
But no one hears at all
The lovesong writer sits all alone
When he hears the sound of the knock at the door
50 red roses, falling apart
In the hands of someone that you scraped in and left behind
All of the others strolled up and showed up at your door
Staring you down, they said:
Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now
Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now
We already are
-The Lovesong Writer by Thursday
  
Well, it's 2008
So wave goodbye to all the
days you've left behind
this is a new beginning
this is our sunrise.
-me.
  
Happy New Year's Eve,
Have Fun :) 
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