i think its safe to say i'm obsessed
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
sweet sixteen video
three days of being sixteen
party.
real day.
paris.
enjoy.
http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z10/katieee_x0x/?action=view¤t=sweetsixteen.flv
party.
real day.
paris.
enjoy.
http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z10/katieee_x0x/?action=view¤t=sweetsixteen.flv
november o8
yes it took a while
i meant to upload this 2 weeks ago
whoops forgot
enjoy
-peace xo
http://s472.photobucket.com/albums/rr89/fifteenhourswest/?action=view¤t=november2.flv
i meant to upload this 2 weeks ago
whoops forgot
enjoy
-peace xo
http://s472.photobucket.com/albums/rr89/fifteenhourswest/?action=view¤t=november2.flv
Friday, December 19, 2008
why is it - circa 2006

Why is it that we speak before we think?
Why is it that we make mistakes?
Why is it that we cant help but be bitches?
Why is it that we kick people when they're down?
Why is it that they want to rule us?
Why is it that they get to say whats right and wrong?
Why is it that they say things beind our backs?
Why is it that they dont understand us?
Why is it that i am losing everyone i love?
Why is it that i bother?
Why is it that i did those things?
Why is it that i am always sad , for no reason?
Why?
Because thats the way the world works
... i just found this poem today. i wrote it exsactly 2 years ago
i thought i would post it and show you a newly added part.
Why is it that when we are young the world seems against us?
Why is it that every word makes such a difference?
Why is it that we worry over things that don't matter at all?
Why is it that no one saw how much pain i was in?
Why is it that no one tried to save me from myself?
Why is it that i look back, two years on, and cant relate to any of this?
Why?
Because when life closed my door i opend a window.
- love xo
Why is it that we make mistakes?
Why is it that we cant help but be bitches?
Why is it that we kick people when they're down?
Why is it that they want to rule us?
Why is it that they get to say whats right and wrong?
Why is it that they say things beind our backs?
Why is it that they dont understand us?
Why is it that i am losing everyone i love?
Why is it that i bother?
Why is it that i did those things?
Why is it that i am always sad , for no reason?
Why?
Because thats the way the world works
... i just found this poem today. i wrote it exsactly 2 years ago
i thought i would post it and show you a newly added part.
Why is it that when we are young the world seems against us?
Why is it that every word makes such a difference?
Why is it that we worry over things that don't matter at all?
Why is it that no one saw how much pain i was in?
Why is it that no one tried to save me from myself?
Why is it that i look back, two years on, and cant relate to any of this?
Why?
Because when life closed my door i opend a window.
- love xo
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
sweet sixteen
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