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(no subject) [Apr. 25th, 2007|05:22 pm]
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(no subject) [Oct. 18th, 2006|04:00 pm]
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn't play guitar
Not everybody drove a car
When music really mattered and when radio was king
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When pop stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when god saved the queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
My mom and dad were in their teens
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked
And the super info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand me downs
And playing games meant kick arounds
And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair


I was born too late into a world that doesn't care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair


-Sandi Thom
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I just need you in my life, so promise me again [Sep. 16th, 2006|08:24 pm]
[Current Location |new dorm. Jacksonvile]
[music |Anberlin]

i won't do this without you
i won't do this without you
so take heart...
'cos you know that you have mine

Switch songs!

so let me get this straight
say now you loved me all along?
what made you hesitate
to tell me with words what you really feel
i can see it in your eyes you mean all of what you say
i remember so long ago, see i felt that same way
now we both have separate lives and lovers (and lovers)
insignificantly enough we both have significant others

only time will tell
time will turn and tell

we are who we were when
could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when
who knew what we know now
could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when

but thoughts they change and times they rearrange i don't know who you are anymore
loves come and go and this i know i'm not who you recall anymore
but i must confess you're so much more then i remember
can't help but entertain these thoughts
thoughts of us together

we are who we were when
could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when
who knew what we know now
could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when

my day late friend

so let me get this straight
all these years and you were no where to be found
and now you want me for your own
but you're a day late and my love,she's still renowned
we are who we were when
could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when
who knew what we know now
could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when

so let me get this straight
all these years and you were no where to be found
and now you want me for your own
but you're a day late and my love,she's still renowned
we are who we were when
could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when
who knew what we know now
could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
we are who
we are who we were when
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I wish this years love would last [Sep. 14th, 2006|11:45 pm]
[Current Location |new dorm. Jacksonvile]
[mood |confusedconfused]
[music |David Gray - "This years love" and "Say hello and wave goodb]

Am I just not girlfriend material?

Am I not good enough?

I'm confused adn drunk and thats not a good combination.

I just want to know.



Fuck that! I know I;m good enough. Why does this have to be not perfect. I want to be so bad.

Got to know for sure.

Cause it takes something more this time.

I can't go through another Jarid or Jono. I won't do it. Maybe all I need to do is stop thinking that anyone will be able to be like it should be.

won't you kiss me no the midnight street

sweep me off my feet

thats all I want. I thought it was perfect... I was wrong apparently.
Sayhellowavegoodbye.









Please don't hurt me. I can't take much mroe of this.

You were a kind of so so love and I'm gonna make sure it doesn't happen again.

I have to make a dial.
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(no subject) [Sep. 4th, 2006|07:44 pm]
There's something that I can't quite explain.
I'm so in love with you, you'll never take that away.
And if I've said a hundred times before, expect a thousand more.
(You'll never take that away).

Well, expect me to be calling you to see if you're ok when I'm not around.
Asking if you love me, I love the way you make it sound.
Calling you to see:
Do I try too hard to make you smile? To make us smile?

Well I will keep calling you to see:
If you're sleeping, are you're dreaming?
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me?
I can't believe...you actually picked...me

I thought that the world had lost its way (It's so hard sometimes)
Then I fell in love with you (then came you)
and you took that way (Its not so difficult. The world is not so difficult)

You take away the old, show me the new,
and I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you.
So while I'm on this phone, a hundred miles from home
I take the words you gave, and send them back to you.

I only want to see if you're ok when I'm not around.
Asking if you love me, I love the way you make it sound.
Calling you to see:
Do I try too hard to make you smile? To make us smile?

I will keep calling you to see:
If you're sleeping are you dreaming?
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me?
I can't believe...you actually picked...me.

Well, I will keep calling you to see:
If you're sleeping are you dreaming?
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me?
I can't believe...you actually picked...me.

I will keep calling you to see:
If you're sleeping are you dreaming?
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me?
I can't believe...you actually picked...me
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Men and Mascara always run [Aug. 24th, 2006|03:31 am]
Things for you to know about your girlfriend:
- If a guy is bothering her, it is your right to beat the shit out of him.
- Beware of every single male relative and all guy friends. Any of them would kick your ass at the drop of a hat, and a lot of them wouldn't even wait for the damn hat.
- Don't be afraid to touch them if you want to. If they're going out with you in the first place, it's because they like being in your arms.
- Not all of them eat like birds, a lot of them can eat like whales.
- Don't be freaked out by PMS. It's not gross, and it really does make them feel like shit, so be understanding.
- Don't stress where you go for every date. They really only WANT TO BE WITH YOU!!
- After you've been dating for a while, realize that they really have started to trust you. When you have a girlfriend who truly trusts you, you have a lot more responsibility, privilege and control than you would think. Be careful with it, most guys would kill for that kind of power, and it can be lost in a nanosecond.

More things about girls:
- midol is like crack. end of story.
- we will never be too old for sleepovers.
- gossip isnt a sin. its an art.
- we arent ashamed to cry.
- we must go to the bathroom in groups
- we have this thing called feelings. dont hurt them.
- we dont wake up looking pretty. it takes time and effort
- sometimes is just never quite enough.
- we need girls nights OFTEN.
- we hold grudges and we never forget the things you say to us that hurt.
- it doesnt matter who dumped who or why. whenever we see an ex with another girl, it always bothers us. not because were not over you, but because we know we used to be that girl.
- makeup can hide so many things, like puffy eyes from crying to huge scars from a broken heart
- never ever ask a girl what she weighs; or simply anything about her weight being too much or too little. just don`t do it.
- never ask a girl if shes being so bitchy cause of PMS...cause other things do annoy us...duh
- as much as we say we didnt like u that much...we did
- girls notice every little thing so be careful what you say and do
- our eyes are located in our heads. not our chest or butt. when you're not looking in our eyes, WE KN0W.
- we get a feeling in our gut when things are wrong- sometimes we trust you because we want to even when we know you are lying, and it hurts
The end
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(no subject) [Aug. 17th, 2006|01:22 pm]
RockerMonkey25: I love the counting crows
undrayuhmarie: aw me too!
RockerMonkey25: caw
RockerMonkey25: ca caw
RockerMonkey25: lol
undrayuhmarie: lmao
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(no subject) [Aug. 4th, 2006|02:36 pm]
[Current Location |Mom's house]
[mood |goodgood]
[music |Best playlist ever]

And this one is certainly
an interesting story.
It starts with an ending

and we're both characters in play.
On the same stage
but on a different page

you'll go on to become
the queen of some kingdom.

And I'll be that monster of myth
off in some forest, mire or filth.

This time around
I'll meet you halfway
and I won't spend my life
lying awake at night.

And they'll say
I'm the emerald
missing from your crown.

The greatest escapist
the world has ever known.

Now it's so clear to me.
We should have seen this coming
back at the beginning.
We both chose to take this road
to the same place
but at a different pace.

This time around
I'll meet you halfway
And I won't spend my life
Lying awake at night

And I'll say
I'm the fabled
one that let you down.

The greatest escapist
the world has ever known.


escapest by brandtson
walking downtown by copeland
eastern homes and western hearts by a day at the fair
forget about it by Allison krauss
night drive by jimmy eat world
I just don't think I'll ever get over you by colin hay

I am happy, so very very happy.
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(no subject) [Jul. 13th, 2006|10:23 am]
This made me smile a lot. I won't say who sent it to me though some of you may know.

I'm going to leave you two. Because i can.

Cute:
I had known you for about a week. After a tornado warning and being herded into our respective dorm's basements, i gave you a call. I told you that, if we were going to die, i figured i better get some time in with you while i could. We went on a walk in the pouring rain, holding hands and getting to know each other. You asked me what my favorite thing to do was, and i looked you in your gorgeous eyes and told you "this is ranking pretty high up there." You got a charmingly goofy grin on your pretty face, and we shortly found ourselves walking under a tree. When we entered into this little shelter, i spun you around and gave you a rather passionate, solid 5 minute kiss. You then smiled your beautiful smile at me, looking appropriately flushed, and told me i was dork. An adoreable dork, yet a dork regardless. You then gave me a quick and affectionate kiss, before walking back to the dorms. The end.

Definitly one of the all-time best moments of my life. Not gonna lie.


Funny:
Literally carrying your disease-ridden body to Hell's Hospital, then subsequently listening to your roommate tell the nurse that "it's nothing i havent seen before" when she wants me to leave after dropping your pants. And then having you sing for me.
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