Hi guys, just wanted to let you know that I have officially moved to my new account in case you hate reading my journal ^_^_^

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My account has been moved to ~Katanika Please visit me there and give me a watch!

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Thinking of you, gives me butteflies...

YOU'VE BEEN HIT BY THE PRETTY ROSE!
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ONCE YOU'VE BEEN HIT , YOU HAVE TO HIT
15 OTHER PEOPLE. IF YOU GET THIS BACK
IT MEANS YOUR VERY PRETTY , SO START
SENDIN. IF YOU BREAK THIS CHAIN YOU WILL
BE CURSED WITH UGLINESS * DONT MESS UP !!

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A loner, a bitch, or a sweetheart, your pick. Oh wait, my bad, it's actually MY pick.
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2% of teenagers are not "n00bs", if you're the 98% of them, then Shut up.

Wowee! This is brilliant gallery! Kepp up the good work! Oh and please visit my DA xx

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Thinking of you, gives me butteflies...

Today Is Bestfriend Day.
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!

1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
7-9 you're a good friend
10-& Up you're a great friend

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Send this rose to everyone you care about!!

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A loner, a bitch, or a sweetheart, your pick. Oh wait, my bad, it's actually MY pick.
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2% of teenagers are not "n00bs", if you're the 98% of them, then Shut up.

OMG. Yes, she is!
LOL.

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Emptiness I must impress upon you in its granger,
My stagnant heart, it comes apart, as selfishness demands her,
To sound a note from scores I wrote,
And offer them unto thee,
For melodies now synthesized, Your love it lives within me

hey it's me! I'm glad 2 know u and Kaitlin (sp?)r are on here. Well, c u @ school.

Hi, your gallery is so cool, you must be a huge Sailor Moon fan! I'm actually hosting my first competition, if you want to be in it, check out my journal for more info!

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'You want to know how the universe began? That question makes no sense and has no point! The brain knows so much, there will always be an unsolvable mystery, and to that forms the basis of religion.'

HEY MANDY,i JUST LOVE THAT DRAGON THAT YOU DREW UP THERE IN YOUR GALLERY.^_^

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My account has been moved to ~Katanika Please visit me there and give me a watch!

Hey, I read about your cat.

Its like a blast from the past for me, really......I also had a beloved kitty that I grew so attached to. His name was "Sunshine", because he was gold with orange stripes. My sister found him living under her car(which wasnt working, so it was a suitable shelter), and she began to feed him. He'd always come out for the milk and tuna. Eventually, I got ahold of him too and it just kicked off. He was technically a stray cat...we never truly claimed him, tamed him, put a collar, or let him live inside the house(though i wanted him to), but he was as good as mine. Everyday when I came back from school he would wait by the front door and I'd pick him up, and play with him...take him into the house and just cuddle for what seemed like forever. He was never skiddish like other stray cats, and he never left for good. I can still remember his soft fur, his quite purr, and his warm little paws that I would place in my rather large hands.

But alas, one day, while leaving the house, I saw him chasing a bird....no biggie, he was just having fun right? I leave and dont come back from a sleep-over for two days. I get home on Sunday, late at night. Next day in school I'm just waiting to be picked up so I can see my little cat. Halfway to my house, my father tells me..."Javi....Sunshine se murio". The pain was horrible. Apparently he choked on that same bird he was chasing and ate.....

Worst part was my father already burried him in the backyard...and i didnt even get to see my kitty. I was devastated......so I made a little wooden cross made from plam-tree branches in our backyard and wrote a few words on some stones. I cried for two weeks straight. I'd go to school, and ask to be excused from most classes so I could go to the chapel and cry in peace. I even skipped lunch to go there. Eventually my Theology teacher found me there one day and helped me get over him...but I'll always miss my innocent, sweet little kitten. I love you Sunshine.

I'm sorry, I really wrote here because I felt your pain, and wanted to give you my condolences....what I ended up doing was weeping all over the keyboard.

May God heal your wounds....