tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42659231269401161902012-02-16T10:01:09.199+02:00a place to rant. a place to draw a lineKathrinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05863973049543914680noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265923126940116190.post-5649966110378714472010-08-15T12:49:00.002+03:002010-08-15T13:05:09.466+03:00Goodbye my lover.. goodbye my friend.. <br />everyone's heading to their future, they say. It's what you should do too<br />but I can't do it dear, it's not that I'm only emotionally crippled and attached to this freaky country. Truth is that I don't have an option.<br />With each goodbye I'm losing another piece of me.. and I'm becoming a hallow version of me and I don't really like it..<br />I better numb the feelings away!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4265923126940116190-564996611037871447?l=rain-bow-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathrinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05863973049543914680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265923126940116190.post-57422636944128692472010-01-08T03:24:00.002+02:002010-01-08T03:42:13.693+02:00I mean those people who claim to be perfect, they're getting on my nerves.. they havet his dull look on their pale faces.. and fighting to do the "best" they can.. <br />they'er so annoying.. they're pulloting minds with their crap about perfectness in every mean..<br />they're not only seeking perfection..they also hate and look LOW on decent people..<br />this is insane..really<br />dedicated to my family<br />with anger,<br />scincerly<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4265923126940116190-5742263694412869247?l=rain-bow-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathrinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05863973049543914680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265923126940116190.post-18880755949548962052009-12-27T00:15:00.000+02:002009-12-27T00:18:07.778+02:00i wanna write it down.. everythign anything i go through or notice or face i so badly want to type it down to get it into words but im never good with words<br />it always gets taught when it comes to feelings, when it comes to regrets hopes or loss<br />i will try harder.. i will<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4265923126940116190-1888075594954896205?l=rain-bow-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathrinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05863973049543914680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265923126940116190.post-56614327795685319082009-12-21T00:02:00.000+02:002009-12-21T00:46:00.196+02:00<div style="text-align: left;" dir="ltr">the ultimate never ending search for someone who feels the same has always been really draining. you go to "kung fu chat" (123sat) and you see every kind of PSYCHOS.</div><div style="text-align: left;" dir="ltr">then you think of a more specific place, you register in AE (After Ellen), well it's one of my fav sites but it seems like no one has discovered it yet. well you'd probably meet some of the local lesbians you already know. gaydargirls same issues, psychos and sex freaks and well when you're so lucky you'd get to meet a decent person once a year.</div><div style="text-align: left;" dir="ltr">so shu mne3mol? like seriously what's the solution? i mean in this ultra homophobic country how do gay people breathe? </div><div style="text-align: left;" dir="ltr">we don't. i've always felt like i ran out of air to inhale. i suffocate within the lies i make. the masks become like a fist around my face and theres no way out.</div><div style="text-align: left;" dir="ltr">but HOPE shall always be there.... the Forgotten Hopes</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4265923126940116190-5661432779568531908?l=rain-bow-sky.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kathrinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05863973049543914680noreply@blogger.com1