Hey there, I'm Katie 
I'm no angel; I've stopped trying to be so perfect. Maybe one day I'll find someone who likes me - just as I am. I can only dream about that day.
I'm always up for a chat or to offer help, so feel free to message me :]
I'm been focusing a lot more on my work on Allpoetry lately, so I haven't really been writing a lot of stories and posting them up on the site here. However, I plan to get back into it soon, so please bear with me til then.
I'm not going to take up a lot of space describing myself. For those who know me, a description isn't necessary. For those who don't, I will never be able to write enough about myself for you to really understand who I am. This is me: here, now. Take it or leave it.
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"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."
– Oscar Wilde
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I'm no angel; I've stopped trying to be so perfect. Maybe one day I'll find someone who likes me - just as I am. I can only dream about that day.
I'm always up for a chat or to offer help, so feel free to message me :]
I'm been focusing a lot more on my work on Allpoetry lately, so I haven't really been writing a lot of stories and posting them up on the site here. However, I plan to get back into it soon, so please bear with me til then.
I'm not going to take up a lot of space describing myself. For those who know me, a description isn't necessary. For those who don't, I will never be able to write enough about myself for you to really understand who I am. This is me: here, now. Take it or leave it.
"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."
– Oscar Wilde
- Member since September 19, 2008.
- My mood is , and quote is "love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence".
- I am a 14 year old girl (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm dreaming..
- I have 1 comment, 66 poems, 6 stories
My Stories
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The summer moon cast her baked light over the jungle, so that the whole world seemed to burn a hazy, crackling red. The green leaves of the ancient trees seemed to sizzle and bubble in the heat. The hunting steppe-eagle cried1800 words, 1 comment, March 18, 2009
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900 words, 1 comment, November 17, 2008
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- Oxygen. at allpoetry
The air is getting heated
And the storm is on its way - You. at allpoetry
You are the light that shines in me,
With your kiss you set me free. - Away at allpoetry
With sails of softest silken gold,
As white moonshine petals unfold
