Lady Katherine Of The Vampires
I changed my penname because I hated the other one
Well my name is Katherine or Katie. I have a dog, a cat and a turtle. My rabbit recently died which saddens me to no end. He meant alot to me but all and all I believe he had a good life. He lived to be very old but he lives on in my heart. My friends mean alot to me and so does my dad. I cant imagine life without my two bestfriends Jennie and Erika. My life is pretty good and everything is pretty normal with me. I hate my brother, I've wished death on people, and I hate the human race.
My hobbies are reading and writing and I have an account on Fanfiction.net there aren't many stories on there and I'm not sure if there good but alot of ppl seem to like them so..
I love vampires and anything that has to do with Vampires. Werewolves are okay and I like them too..
I dont eat meat and I'm against animal testing. I think fur is murder because it is. I dont like the fact that in Idaho there trying to kill off over 70 percent of there wolf population. And I absolutely hate that fact that Canadians club baby seals AND the Canadian Government allows it. My friend Erika started TAAC which is Teen Against Animal Cruelty because she doesnt support peta. I think that destroying the rainforest is stupid. There are only about 700 pandas left in the wild. In the united states there are about 1,300 grizzlies. Despite the number this is not alot. President Bush has taken the grizzly bear of the endangered species list.
No matter what people say Global Warming IS real and it IS happening. Humans are destroying the earth one day we'll run out of fossil fules and we'll be screwed because thats all people know how to live by. I hold an extreme dislike for the human population even though I am one.
::I would rather walk on my feet and occasionally stummble than live my life on my knees fraid to fall::
~*~Just Stuff~*~
i'll stoploving (u) -when-
diamonds never sparkle
+ and flowers cease to grow+
when thunder doesnt echo
-and- rivers do not flow
-when hearts no longer wonder-
and hands are never held
"..when smiles are only memories.."
.(and) hope is never felt.
when trees no longer blossom
and the stars refuse to rise..
-when autumn has no falling leaves-
- - and winter never dies - -
: when time has no 2morros :
~ and rainbows have no hue ~
when God alone commands me
-then ill stop loving you
One Of the Hardest thinqs in life
..is havinq \wOrds in your heart that
you;
can't say
OutlOud
xOx
-::- I N.e.V.e.R sToPpEd -::-
:..:.FeELiNg.:..:.
-FoR -hIm-
-::-I juSt StOpPed LeTtInG iT
sHoW-::-
..sOmetimez yOu gOtta
wOnder..
..whO wOuld really care...
..if they lOst yOu..
-It- .S.u.C.k.S. wHeN
yOu((FiNaLlY)) rEaLiZe.
U DiD ((SoMeThIn)) W r O nG ..
AnD -iTs- 2 :LaTe: tO ((sAy))
"I'm SoRrY"
...somewhere
...There's
...someone
...who Dreams
...Of Your
...smile, and
...Find in your
...presence
...That life
...is worth
...while, so
...when you
...are lonely,
...Remember
...It's True :
...somebody,
...sumwhere
...Is Thinking
...Of You!!
again and again...
I find myself running
Back to the person
I should have ::walked away from::
i want to hate you half as much
as i hate m y s e l f
.-.-. iF y0u cAnt qeT s0me One
OfF yOur MiNd ChaNceS
aRe thEyre supp0sed tO be
- - - tHere
s0meTimez there are no
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n0
. x . T I m e . 0 u t z . x .
n0
. x . s e c 0 n d . c h a n c e s . x .
--- Life iz like a pen ---
y0u kan cr0ss 0uT y0ur pasT
buT y0u kanT eRasE iT.
B.e
W.h.O
Y.o.U
w.A.n.N.a
B.e
N.o.T
w.A.t
O.t.H.e.R.s
W.a.N.n.A
s.E.E.
~~Poems of William Blake~~
~((The Tiger))~
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
~((A Poison Tree))~
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree