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Ninja Kitty

I am here for Friends

About Me

I'm 26 - not so recently out of a long term relationship. Mother to the two best children in the world. My motto lately is to keep a low profile. I have been mostly avoiding the interwebs but I am thinking of staying about a bit longer just to keep up with my friends that are scattered to the seven seas.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I'm open to possibilities. I'll tell you who I *don't* don't want to meet. Open mouth chewer and loud chewers. Also people that say stupid lines that only work in the movies. Seriously.

My Blog

Sometimes

I can still smell you in my noseThe earth in my had, ripe and ready to tillThe water from my brow and into my heartI can taste you on my lipsAnd your face is falling fartherSomeday you will keep your ...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 16:08:00 GMT

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The update:I have a job and a home.. sorta. I am not doing badly. I am happy enough. The kids like it where I am staying. I guess this is a pointless update... But I am okay now.
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jan 2009 15:09:00 GMT

Scarred

Tattered black rags cover nothingIn the end it hides its demiseOutlives usefullness and purposeful trialsand the contents remain out of reach  
Posted by on Mon, 01 Dec 2008 04:19:00 GMT

Endurance

Time heals all wounds but at this point I think it creates moreThe purpose is survivalPurposeful survival Its not as easy as it looks on fucking TV.
Posted by on Fri, 28 Nov 2008 23:57:00 GMT

Bitterness

I am a ghostEvaporatig into the starsI sing songs into pillowy embracesAnd know no truthsThe end comes now Sweet and embittered
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 04:26:00 GMT

Hello my friend

Hello my friend,Where have you been?Singing sweetly on my lips like dewI've seen you around and ignored you thus farBut the pull is immeasurableLike smoke in my nose, I can feel youBurning me from the...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 20:18:00 GMT

Slipping

Standing in the rainThere's only room for one in the doorwayAnd I'mwatching my dreams slip through the wooden slatsseeping to the ground Standing in the airThere's no room for me in the doorwayand I'm...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 00:03:00 GMT

Entrance

Watching the world through stained glass windowsA prisoner of your own indiscretions,hopeless and helpless, worn to the quick
Posted by on Sat, 16 Aug 2008 18:25:00 GMT

Letting sleeping dogs die

Well I did it. I thought of poking a sleeping dog today. I'm not sure why. Nostalgia maybe? I suppose sometimes when I look at things and need some finality on things it bothers me. Now before anyone ...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:41:00 GMT

Remember me?

Remember me? You met me once. My hair was cleaner then.My soul was clearer,        &nbs p;         if you rememberI was l...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Aug 2008 22:51:00 GMT