katieroselane

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its not okay by katieroselane, literature

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its not okay

i dont know whats going on i cant stop this anger it keeps building up my hands are shaking and my stomoache kills it got so bad i went outside and started following someone ..i was going to hurt them i stopped walking as soon as i got a few feet away from him and i turned around i almost started crying i dont know whats wrong i know im nervous i know im scared and i know im definatly not having a great time right now its not okay for me to get this way i cant handle anger i dont wanna fight and i dont want to hurt anyone anything. myself. i might but i dont want ot think about that this slinkie in my hand its occupyin

think by katieroselane, literature

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think

We run and we hide, but do we ever really stop and think what's going to happen next? Why don't we ever actually think before we act? We could easily stop the hurt, and the pain in the world. At least most of it anyway. I don't understand anyone, Absolutely nobody stops in their tracks, and thinks about who they might hurt, or what might change in their life if they continue. Could someone be put into prison if no harm was done? There wouldn't be any bullies, there would be no lies, no pain, no tears. Where does everyone get their ideas? Do they think for themselves, or do they use others ideas to create their own? What really goes on in ot

moving forward by katieroselane, literature

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moving forward

7 am waking up in the morning .. no no just kidding XD) I woke up at 9:30 on a saturday morning to screams. Screams of pain. I thought it was just part of my scary, yet realistic dream, but unffortunatly it wasnt. My parents were fighting again. It was the usual. My dad punching my mom in the face while my mother attempts to fight him back. This happend almost everyday. My dad was an alcoholic. My mother had never had a drop of beer in her life. Unfortuinatlly she refused to leave him. She said she loved him. How could somene possibly love another who could do such harm? He had hit me before and he had threatened me and my sister. I've lef

whats the point? by katieroselane, literature

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whats the point?

i may sound insane and maybe a little psychotic but what are we living for? i really dont see the point. no im not unhappy i dont think i just dont see why i should be alive i mean what am i gonna do with my life? im not gonna go anywhere i wont accomplish anything im not smart nor talented enough to do the things i wish to do so whats the point in living? i might as well die so i dont get hurt later on in life id rather kill myself than have someone else do it for me so what am i waiting for?

he'd be here by morning by katieroselane, literature

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he'd be here by morning

Silence lingering around the room Its hard to keep quiet with the pain But one scream and it's over He said he'd be here in the morning But he never came for us But with a smile on his face He said he'd be here in the morning He told us he'd never kill again He said to keep quiet One Sound and its over It would start all over again The same bloody knife But a different mark each time He said keep quiet or I'll find you He said he'd be here in the morning But he never did come Maybe we got away Maybe we were quiet enough But one cry and its over He told us he would come find us That he would be here in the morning He smil

these days by katieroselane, literature

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these days

these days are fragile theyre easily forgotten we need to charice each moment soon the memories will fade we wont have anything to remind us these days are different were growing more mature we are having more fun were getting smarter and we understand better these days are the best we'll miss them they go bye so quickly not a moment passes slowly theyre my favorite these days i'll miss sometimes i forget to remember to have the best time i can and to hold on so hold on to these days, youre gonna miss them.

she walks on by by katieroselane, literature

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Darling by katieroselane, literature

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Darling

darling that look of sorrow wont get you a thing you can't buy me back when i see the pain in your eyes and the regret you feel i look away i see how you feel your eyes tell the whole story but darling theyre not buying you a thing the way i was treated you ought to turn into stone i still feel the pain but when i see your eyes i feel better about myself just knowing you feel bad that you fear me youre afraid of my actions and youre hurt too whenever i notice that i laugh to myself i enjoy the look so when i see your eyes i giggle to myself look away and think my oh my thats not getting you far darling

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its not okay by katieroselane, literature

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think by katieroselane, literature

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moving forward by katieroselane, literature

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whats the point? by katieroselane, literature

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whats the point?

he'd be here by morning by katieroselane, literature

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he'd be here by morning

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these days

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What doesn't kill you makes you stronger by twinfools, journal

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Jan 21, 2012

I just went back and read some of the horrible comments I've received from people in the past. I remember how hurtful it was and how much I wanted to just dissapear from it all. I felt helpless and hopeless. The internet can be a terrible place. When people aren't accountable for what they say they feel a certain sense of power. The ability to judge others without being judged ourselves is a position of immense dominance. It's exhilarating to exercise that dominance over another person. But now, looking back, I realize that it doesn't bother me anymore. I don't even bother hiding, deleting or responding to those comments because it just d

Possibilites by samuraichai7, literature

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Possibilites

You whisked me off my feet. quite literally. and that's when i knew. when i knew there was no going back. no going back to pretending, to forced smiles and happiness. there was only moving forward. you made me say things i didn't want to admit. all truths waiting to be dug out. you showed me what i was missing. all the possibilities i never even knew existed. and with your deep gaze, i knew they were tangible. i just had to take that step. i had to trust. to go with my gut. so i lept. and ever since? all those possibilites? they come true every day.

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sitting in silence by katieroselane, literature

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sitting in silence

i close my eyes and take a breath i walk towards you as i take my last step i say my final goodbye wishing you had the guts to say this from the first batt of your eye i stop moving and look at your beautiful face shaking my head with no rythm or pace a tear rolling down my cheek the knife in my shaking hands as we stare and dont speak your eyes squinting yet not a tear in sight but you didnt think about this from the very first fight from the very beginning you new i was weak hell the first time i saw you i could barely speak was i too much to care? or too little to share? why couldnt you ever be fair? i loved you and you

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About katieroselane

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United States
Deviant for 13 years
She / Her

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im just as weird as the wrest of you. but this my friends is a good thing, different is good. im not bothered by what others think of me, only if one says something that is true about me i will break into tears ofcoarse only if its a bad thing. ive had way to many experiances for me to say that im happy, but im not sad, so i suppose im happy, does that even make sense? i have no ideah :)

Current Residence: conway, nh
Favourite genre of music: alternative rock screamo, counrty, what an odd mix huh?
Favourite style of art: anime
Favourite cartoon character: gir from invader zim
Personal Quote: the only people who can truly know your story are the oes that heled you write it♥

Favourite Movies

too many movies to decide

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

all time low, tatu,and evanescense.

Favourite Writers

edgar alan poe

Favourite Games

would you rather

Other Interests

anime,manga, music

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katieroselane

Oct 9, 2011

wow

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So it's been a while sense ive been on here, its really different seeing my old account lol. well my other avvount is under the name pandasaysrawr if anyone is intersested in checking that outt

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katieroselane

Aug 10, 2011

i have another account

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if you want my username send me a note and ill give it to you, there were just a few people i didnt want having it

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katieroselane

Aug 5, 2011

trying to think happy thoughts....

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when your upset the best thing to do is think happy thoughts, im trying. i even went to walmart to get bright colored bracelets to distract me and think bright and positive things. i dont really know whats going on with me lately. i mean yeah im the same whenever im with my friends, i  happy, energetic, and always wanting to help kick someones ass for my friends, but lately when its just me, i cry like all the time. im struggling with something and im not really sure what it is, im stressed out a lot and im worried about EVERYTHING. i worry about my friends and if theyre alright, i worry about whats going on with me, i worry about my family,