Erh yeah so I'm Katt. I'm 17 my b'day is the 15th of october. I'm like I dunno... 5'10" or sumfin? Tis a rough guesstimation. I'm in a relationship at the minute. Theres a rather egotistical picture of me in my signature if you come across it. I'm from sunny central Scotland. Studying Art & Design at college (if I'm in the mood or if you beg I might do avi art) Doing a Tattoo apprenticeship atm. If I'm just having one of those days I will be a total b***h, otherwise I'm pretty nice and generous. But yeah that's me.
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." - Dr, Seuss
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Oh dearie me, darlin. its been a spell, and I do say I am appalled at th' state o things.
Yer page be as bare as old mother hubbards cupboard.
phyically and metaphorically, she was a good christian lass who never married.
tis a shame it is,
a cryin one. (fer both you and th' ol bird. she was a looker in her younger years, so they cry.)
anyways, whats new, on yer side o' the loch? here in New Scotland, things be a bright as ever, well minus the drops of rain.
but a least we've got each other. thats a comfort ah'm very fond of. why someone should do art fir us. imor'alize us as it were, fer the to two rogues we be. its a shame too. saint patty's day be nigh an roond the corner. aren't you in art school? make yer parents proud an exercise that skill. of course you'll do it out o the goodness of yer eart' and nay charge me a cent. but Ah'm sure th' angels will smile down upon ye, and tally this a good deed that'll pave yer way past th' pearly gates. (ach. th' irish in me is comin out, I thinks. did i just sell the prospect of gettin some fir nothin' in a grand fashion?)
you'll ave to forgive my tongue. its made o silver. and thats withoot the blarney stone. imagine wot it'd be like had i kissed it
aye, thats a good girl, lettin daddy have all his whiskey. i ken the angels most likely a've tallied that in yer favor also
Alexander Keith's, rum gin and whiskey are what I drink. Alexander Keith still haunts his brewery here in Nova Scotia, they say.
I had the bagpipes playing for ye and everything.
I saw this yesterday and thought of ye.
"oft' I dream't of a lake o beer, but not like this, never like this!"
oh that part always gets me.
In case you were wondern, It's Sleepy. New account. add me if y' have mind to.