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When one looks past an exteior they see whats on the outside is no more than a shell holding togher what counts and what is beyond it. Inside one can be more beatiful and more brillant than one could ever tell from what the oustside holds. They could shine like a thosuands stars and be more precious than a million jems. Some like to put up the extior so know one can reach the nothingness or perpaphse deep soul that lies in the heart. You see they may have a large heart. Suppose a gentle heart. Hey everyone! I love alot of things! Obivously drawing Im best at it by hand and am suckish on the computer ;( I use photo shop just sayin. I have a few friends on this site (hope these people agree). Spiritwolf,jaws,wwm,howldine,axyel(axe),beast,korie,dragon tamer,faye,tb. Right? Tell me to add you if you consider meh a friend. :D I have alto of friends outside of BS and 6 very close ones. My soul is very free spirted very crazy and I am one of those people that will always be young at heart. I can be very emotinal not in a bad way persay but very intouch with my feelings. I like nature alot. Well some things.I love the rain I love the feeling of fresh and rebirth that comes with it. I lvoe love it when it is sunny not to a point of bad heat but just enough to warm me. I also love stars when they just poke from the sky shining like new hope. And I love the sunrise, the way it paints the sky and chases away the balckness of night I am lucky enough to see it every morning when I walk to school and I could sit for hours wacthing it but it only lasts mintues which is unforunate but makes me savor it more. Heres a little writtin' from me. Before I show it let me make it clear: I am not depressed, emo,goth,punk, sudicdal or nothin'. No offnese to those who are those thing I am just not *shurgs*. Him. By Kate (Katie) His bright eyes shimmer as they take me in and I see myself reflected truley happy with him. When my eyes close at night his face shines in my dreams. Gravity dosen't keep me grounded anymore his voice dose. Roses fail as his strong scent alures me more than they. I push his broad back playful and his smacks my hand his smile wide. His touch sends waves of joy through my system. His laugh ring louder than church bells and my name in his voice is sweeter than doves chirping in the early morn. Is this love? I used 4 senses clever aren't I :D
Please Fave my fan art!!! Peace out. Asta lavista. Avidasa. Bye hommes. Kate |