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Katie7


Katie7
Whitney, Texas
Member for 15 years

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ABOUT ME
Hello I'm Katie and I like the beach and playing volleyball. I also enjoy writing and reading, and just having a great time. :)

INTERESTS AND FAVORITES
Movies: All About Steve, The Blind Side, Fool's Gold, Finding Nemo
TV Shows: The Mentalist, Survivor, Ellen, Rookie Blue
Interests: Going to the beach, Swimming, Going to a Dallas Stars game, Going to a Texas Rangers game


Katie7 BRONZE, Whitney, Texas
2 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is like a port-a-potty, you never know what you&#039;re going to find.<br /> When life gives you lemons, put them in your sweet tea and thank god your a southern belle.

Katie7 BRONZE, Whitney, Texas
2 articles 0 photos 8 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is like a port-a-potty, you never know what you&#039;re going to find.<br /> When life gives you lemons, put them in your sweet tea and thank god your a southern belle.

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By Maddy
Portland, Oregon
Maddy, Portland, Oregon
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Kathryn Mahan PLATINUM, Fredonia, Kansas
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By snoopy4me PLATINUM
Sandy Hook, Connecticut
snoopy4me PLATINUM, Sandy Hook, Connecticut
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By Rosalee
Lowell, Massachusetts
Rosalee, Lowell, Massachusetts
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By emmabr BRONZE
Columbia, Maryland
emmabr BRONZE, Columbia, Maryland
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Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.<br /> <br /> You think she&#039;s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she&#039;s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.<br /> <br /> Because you look. But you do not see.<br /> <br /> And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she&#039;s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.<br /> <br /> Because you eat. But you do not taste.<br /> <br /> It&#039;s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he&#039;s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.<br /> <br /> Because you sniff. But you do not smell.<br /> <br /> And they say &quot;Just OK&quot; when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they&#039;re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads &quot;I wish you&#039;d give me some privacy.&quot;<br /> <br /> Because you listen. But you do not hear.<br /> <br /> And they&#039;ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.<br /> <br /> Because you touch. But you do not feel.<br /> <br /> And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.<br /> <br /> Because you live. But very few, love.

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By emmabr BRONZE
Columbia, Maryland
emmabr BRONZE, Columbia, Maryland
1 article 33 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
Outside the station, she stands with her child on the side of the street, taking pictures of cars.<br /> <br /> You think she&#039;s insane. Until, one day, you notice that she&#039;s taking pictures of the license plates of the cars her child gets into.<br /> <br /> Because you look. But you do not see.<br /> <br /> And she walks out the shop with bags full of cat food. You think she&#039;s some crazy cat lady until you find out, she has no cats.<br /> <br /> Because you eat. But you do not taste.<br /> <br /> It&#039;s been a while since their last album but he assures you, he&#039;s doing just fine these days, white flecks in his nostrils. Then he asks you if he can spend the night on your couch, even though it stinks.<br /> <br /> Because you sniff. But you do not smell.<br /> <br /> And they say &quot;Just OK&quot; when you ask them how school was. Then you wonder what they&#039;re hiding until you find their diary and the last entry reads &quot;I wish you&#039;d give me some privacy.&quot;<br /> <br /> Because you listen. But you do not hear.<br /> <br /> And they&#039;ve got a bruise over their eye and you run the tips of your fingers over it and ask them how it happened. You believe them. Until it happens again.<br /> <br /> Because you touch. But you do not feel.<br /> <br /> And they walk past you everyday, one million stories, each waiting to be told. Waiting for you to ask.<br /> <br /> Because you live. But very few, love.

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By Kseniya Ostrovska BRONZE
Flushing, New York
Kseniya Ostrovska BRONZE, Flushing, New York
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By adastraabextra GOLD
Moonstone, California
adastraabextra GOLD, Moonstone, California
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