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My favorite chat room!
My good friend Chris'Web Page. Enter at your own risk!
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My Friends call me prettykitty. Im 22 years old. If you need a friend Im here for everyone. I dont give a fuck what people say about me. Falling is the greatest feeling in the world expecially if its in love.

I am a pisces through and through. I have a great understanding of pain, life is like this. There are a few people that have made a impression in my life, Some are negative. But even so, it was a experience that helped me grow the way and time I should have.

I have a small family that I need to take care of and with the world like it is, I have to do a damn good job at it. I will be held accountable if my kids turn out to be a minice to society.

Uplifts in my short life has come. They have gone. True love in my life has too come and gone. For I know not if or when my happyness will casually return, but if it does, will I, my heart, or my life change to fit the presence of its existance or absense?

I ponder if I might continue with this exausting episode. Is this constant pain worth the short term trust that rarely exists in mine own pausing state,in the effect backfire of "I told you so's" and regretful courtesy? Can comparing situations gratify the result?

God comes to us in all forms depending on what he feels we would accept. His offer of unconditional love might even unawaringly come and too gone. Could it be the meaning of this drawn out confusion? Can my existance be doomed to finalize at last preparation for hopeful compainionship?