I'm Karin, *waves cheerfully*, a pretty nice litte girl from Gothenburg, Sweden, who turned 19 at the end of 2005. I like to read, write, go horseback riding and spend time with my friends. Most people have trouble when they try to place me in a catagorie, but the last time anyone tried I was a "hardrock/goth/punkish/emo"... Yeah, like that made it any clearer, *snorts*
Listen to all kinds of different music but if I'm to name a few then there is AFI, Stone Sour, Breaking Benjamin, My Chemical Romance, Panic! at the Disco, Placebo and Three Days Grace. God, it's hard to name just a few!!
Mainly I write angst, what I live and breath for, so if you don't like tearjerkers then I suggest you stay away! Actually, I always take it as a compliment when someone says that one of my stories made him/her cry... *shrugs*, means that I can put feelings in to words, right..?
Don't know what else you might want to know, but my e-mail is always open! Feel free to write me anytime you want!
May the force be with you all
Summary: "But the lonely man didn’t see it. He didn’t pay any attention to it, for his eyes were focused on the ground below. The ground covered in crimson blood and motionless bodies. He was focused on the battlefield where the fates of many had been decided during the night, a night he would never forget. A night that would always be remembered as the night when The-Boy-Who-Lived defeated the Dark Lord."
Summary: “I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to fly, to be completely free and just soar across the sky,” the boy by the window whispered as he closed his eyes and let the wind wash over him. One-shot
Summary: “I’m such a wimp. It’s been two years and I still can’t come here without starting to cry,” he wiped of his face again and then looked down on the ground. “But I just miss you so damn much.” One-shot