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Name: Katie
Birthday: 4/9/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: music, friends, shows, tape, lights, photography, town, hair, teleporting to femmes, late nights, energy, i've recently found a love for punk rock, kidnapping, socks, affection.
Expertise: everything
Message: message meEmail: email me
MSN: singlesilverbullet_@hotmail.com
AIM:  k a t i e 5 o 0
Member Since:
12/29/2005
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I've fallen in love with a sweet young lad. We are bound to run away to Australia and grow kangaroo's and listen to screaming men play guitars and blow darts at wild humans prancing through rivers and laugh while resorting to tree bark and mushroom's as our only supply of food. I will no longer have time for a foolish internet blog. Thank you for all of your time.
Goodbye, Xanga.
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Chicago.  Fiending
Finding
HA-HA.
Good deeds
Your next rockstar. No really, this guy was so cool.
Nightlife.
Struttin' our stuff.
There's more, but I'm not about to load all of them on this. I want to go back. POOP.
I didn't catch any pictures at the show because I was too busy enjoying myself. Femme and I met up with James and DJ and it was excellent.
I wish it would of never ended.
This was the best spring break ever. Yeaah.
Love from me to you. | | |
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An exellent weekend, infact, it's been the best for a long time..
Thank you, ladies.
The show was especially fun. Except one really silly band that thought they were The Misfits. Hee hee.
Insoexcited for Friday. Weehooo.
Chicago and The Casualties and Anti-Flag and The Unseen and Femme and Me and Friends and Trains and Music and Birthday and City and Night and FunfunFUN!
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The Offbeats are excellent.
WOstock is not.
I did have fun hanging out with my pals though..
...expecially the one in the black plaid pants.
Femme, get well.
You should go give her lovin's. HERE!!!!
Me & Jessica explored the many floors above Butches.
Don't correct my grammar.
A big stank you goes out to these four fools that I love ever so much for being greeeat and stealing my bed.
And never forget these two... or one and a half. It's merely impossibly to catch them both in a picture at once, but we still love them.
We're living in a den of theives,
rummaging for answers in the pages.
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