x Kathyn. aka Kat
x 16 years young
x aussie



x leavers Oh.Nine.
x under the name of "supersnail".
x ..music.. addict.
x i talk to myself in italian (which is cool).
x learning to drive.
x speaking my mind occurs often. usually in the form of this blog.
x big blusher.
x me and my over-active imagination.
x loves food.
x and photography.
x band geek with my cool sax.
x incredibly gullable and naive.
x number plates interest me.
x books have overtaken my room.
x romantic in both meanings of the word.

x a LBD
x new pair of shorts
x a car





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Depression is getting to me again.

It's been hovering over me since Sundee now. And it's suffocating me. Pulling me under like fog. It's quite a lot like fog. I can't see a way out of it. I can't even see my feet. All I see is a light in the far distance, pointing me in a direction. But what direction will that be? Do I just need to trust that my feet are taking me to a safe place, or somewhere far worse? The fog is swirling around me still. Clouding my mind so I can't even think straight.

Wow. Did I just write that? I feel like a poet. Or even worse -- a ROMANTIC!

I blame this classical songwhich is on right now.

It's amazing what comes up when you're ipod's on shuffle

4:05 pm