Profile for TamaKit123
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TamaKit123
Disciple
pendejo equals coward, you idiot! GET THE CONTEXT RIGHT
Set at 21:47 on November 05 2009
Quote: I hold my head in agony, the ache I hope will dull...I close my eyes against the pain, then strings become to pull...
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WARNING: Contains content NOT suitable for children under the age of fifteen (15). Reader discretion is highy recommended.
Contains strong language, death, anguish, hints of violence, and some content that may disgust and/or disturb you.
You have been warned.
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Well, Let’s start with the basic, generic, boring profile.
I promise to explain some of the stuff on here also, no need to worry. (Although it might be out of order, my apologies)
FAVORITE BANDS/ARTISTS:
30 Seconds to Mars, Adema, AFI, Apocalyptica, Atreyu, A7X, Bullet for my Valentine, Celtic Woman, Cradle of Filth, Enya, Evanescence, Flyleaf, Gackt, GazettE, Hinder, Kanon Wakeshima, Keiki Kobayashi, Loreena McKennit, Gabrielle Angelique, Laura Powers, Marilyn Manson, Metallica, Nickleback, ON/OFF, Ozzy, Puddle of Mudd, Leave's Eyes, The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Three Days Grace, Mecano, Stravangazza
FAVORITE BOOKS:
The Fledgling by Octavia E. Butler, Vampire Kisses Series, Time of the Eagle, Freak the Mighty, House of Night
FAVORITE MOVIES:
Resident Evil Series, Freak the mighty, Underworld Trilogy, Blood&Chocolate
LIKES:
Nick, my friends, my mother, listening to music, annoying the FUCK out of my friends, a damn good book, proper English, Blood, Puppets, Vampyres, and cursing(yes, I love cursing)
DISLIKES:
Most People(They're so ANNOYING), txt tlkrs, something is out of proportion in a drawing, a mistake after I have scanned and submitted a picture, prep bitches, and the word Cuss (It’s mypet peeve)
I COULD CARE LESS IF:
You think my art sucks, you think I'm a cutter, you are a pansy, you think that I think that I am hot shit and call me conceited, you think I’m a freak, you think I’m a loser, your girlfriend’s mom BITCHED at you for not following the time limit in calling her and now you’re all depressed because you were retarded enough to throw your phone at the wall and have now damaged if not destroyed your connection to your “baby girl”, someone tripped you a WEEK ago and you are still griping about it.
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS:
No tattoos yet, have a piercing in each ear; planning on getting black angels wings across my back, a black cat on my left arm, a white wolf on my right arm, and runic symbols up my forearms and legs.
HEROES:
Mom, My Friends, My 7th, 9th, and 10th grade English Teachers; my 10th grade Global History Teacher, my cousin Francisco and Nick.
GOALS:
To be a psychologist (either child or teen), or an Art/Music Teacher
Okay, so some of these things deserve an explanation, no?
Well, Moving along then.
About Me Having More Than One Name
Well, the name most people will recognize me most is with my birth name, Kara-Lynn Barci.
Katherine TierraFelina are separate names in themselves (Katherine being a sort of “first name” while TierraFelina being a sort of “last name”). Now the explanation for this: While I was researching into my study in becoming a Pagan, I came across numerology. I had come across it before when dabbing in the magic numbers and “yantras”. So I read more into it. I read and discovered that some “Witches” give themselves new names, as they can choose their identity and give them a sense of self (well, in that case, that is how I interpreted it as). So I looked back to when I was in ninth grade, not too long ago. My English teacher had a book of names and what they meant, the history of the name, the numerology as well as nicknames that corresponded with those names. A couple of the names stood out to me.
There were two names that stood out to me. “Katrina/Katherine” I liked them because they were close to the word “Cat” (My favorite animal of all time) if you used the nickname for them (Kat). Another reason was because they at least started with a ‘K’, like my birth name. I specifically liked the name Katrina ever since when I was in sixth grade, when my mom let me borrow her laptop. I was curious and started reading her vampyre novel (one that sadly she has given up on much to my dismay…) the main character’s name was “Katrina”, I believe… So, what I did was try to match Katrina up first…
The number for “Katrina” did not match up with my birth number. It made me sad a little bit, but I had one more name left.
Katherine. I researched the name and I found out that the name corresponded with the word “pure”. I thought it was cute and sweet in its own way. So I matched it up with my birth number.
The numbers matched.
Now, onto a “Last Name”.
This one was a bit simpler than finding out my “First Name”.
I simply chose two things I like the most, which would be Mother Nature and anything of the Feline family.
So, I found Tierra, meaning “Earth” and Felina, meaning…well…”Feline”.
So, putting my full “name” together and translating it, it would be told:
“Pure Earth Cat”
And so, that’s the story of my new name, hope that wasn’t too long for you.
This Section of My Profile is Dedicated to Nevaeh
Please take a moment of Silence for Nevaeh…
Passed Away Wednesday 7 October 2009 @ 5.18 am
Words cannot express the sadness and emptiness that has fallen upon the coven since her passing nor can words express my regrets for not getting to know her…Upon rereading her profile after her passing emptiness settled into my heart.
Friday, October 9th was when her funeral was held. Sadly, I was not able to neither attend nor send her a gift to the afterlife. So in respect I was to hold a day of silence and wear black in her honor. Sadly I had to endure the taunting of my classmates as they urged me to speak, succeeding twice even after writing about how I was holding it in honor of her. I still tried to hold my silence until the second time. It took all my heart not to cry until I had left them so as not to yell at them.
Please forgive me for not being able to know you, and for not being there when you were needed…
R.I.P Nevaeh. For you have finally found rest
Your family and Coven miss you dearly.
Dedicated To My Heroes
Without a doubt, my main hero is my Mom. She always taught me to be myself and embraced what I was. She was the first one to accept me coming out and telling her I was bisexual as well as embraced the fact that I wanted to start reading tarot cards. In fact, she owns tarot cards herself; 4 decks in fact. One of which is in a decorated dragon tarot box. And the theme? Dragons of course! My mom was where I got half of my taste in music, clothing, and love for vampyres, magick, and mythical creatures. My mom has never grown up. She is a high school student trapped in an adult’s body. I can tell jokes to her, goof off, head-bang with her while listening to Avenged SevenFold (WHILE singing along to the lyrics, so long as I skip a beat to prevent cursing), and on occasion crack a rare sex joke. People have joke that we are sisters. Maybe we are sort of. Why not? I love you Mom!
For all my English teachers: O’Meara, Dente, Infranca, and Vultaggio. You all have not been afraid of my dark poetry and you were always there when I needed you. You didn’t freak out if my stories or poetry involved angst. You knew it was a part of teen life and even encouraged my creativity and imagery. I was not taken to the school shrink because you thought I was “abused” or a trouble child. Thank you for all the support. I miss all of you and I hope you are doing great.
My Global History Teacher, Castellani. What a humor! Dry and Sarcastic but laid back and playful. You never ceased to make me laugh and actually made me like global history. It’s a shame you do not teacher American History; though I get to bug you in the hallways. You didn’t flinch when Ariella and I said some morbid things about history and even encouraged our outside info. You freaking rock!
My friends, you guys made me change for the better. You taught me how to be outgoing and also were there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. I love you all and I’m glad to have known all of you.
Nick: we’ve been through a lot, have always been there for each other to comfort and give advice to. Words cannot express how much you mean to me. Signifigas mucho para mi.
Sisco: My cousin by blood and my friend by heart. You have gone through some tough times and have made me worry throughout it all. You make me smile when my clouds become dark. You try to help no matter how small the problem. I’m glad we are starting to talk again. Come home soon! I miss you, Sisco!!!!!!
Religion: What am I now?
Well, originally, I thought I was Wiccan, following what my then best friend was and curious as well as interested. But after losing my friend due to emotional instability on my part, I felt lost. I didn’t know who I was due to myself following what my friend had said. Her always disagreeing with my dressing like a boy, which made me feel secure, and as a result, made me confused about what I was. Hell, at some point I got confused as to what gender I was or felt at that point. So after losing her, I did not know who I was, what my likes and dislikes were, and what I felt I should do with my life. After losing her, I went to one of my guy friends for guidance and acceptance. After about less than a couple months however, he moved away, and I felt empty once again. I was once again an atheist, not really believe in any specific God. However, from some odd twist of my mind, I was driven to take up Paganism, where Wicca derived from. Upon reading it, and talking with a Satanist, I discovered Satanism, their teachings and rules, and I seemed to have make sense of them.
However, I am a bit scared (probably of the unknown in a way?) about going about Satanism, and feel I should, for now, stick with Paganism until I am more comfortable with who I am.
How I Rate
1:If you have been on this site more than about a month and there is little to nothing on it. I’m pretty sure a month is enough to work on a fairly decent profile. I will also give you a 1 if you have disrepected me, my family, my friends, or my coven. And so help me Bast if you talk bad about anyone who I love and who has passed, that will constitute a 1 and a block. I do not play around with fools…
2: If there is like the bare minimum information, like at least 200 words worth of understandable text or infomation (I will copy, paste and use word count it I have to). If you have been here for over two months and there is not a picture for at least decoration on your profile (Come one people, you have to understand html text. If not, there is a link that might help you at the end of my profile.)
3: if you have at the least 400 words on your profile (I will copy, paste and use word count it I have to) If you have been here for over two months and there is not a picture for at least decoration on your profile.
4: if your profile is about 800 words worth of information that I can actually learn something about you; If I see a couple pictures here and there that describe you. And if you have glitter or flashing stuff on your profile…that annoys me…
5: Whelps that JUST came onto the site to get them started (be sure to message so I can re-rate when you have updated your profile please!)
6: 800 words desribing you and picture that DO NOT flash or glitter.
7: If you are a whelp with actually SOMETHING on your profile! That in itself is a feat.
8 to 9: If it’s a near perfect profile. Maybe some things about you I disagree with you about. Morally of course.
10: if you are in my coven, was in a coven I was a part of, alliances with any current or past covens I am a part of that I know of. I will sometimes rate out of respect for an elder member that has been on longer and has progress to show it. And if you have a perfect profile, nothing I object to, nothing that makes me want to argue with you. If we can get along. :)
PLEASE NOTE! I will rate one point lower if you have anything glittery on your profile. Glittery junk hurts my eyes and also distracts me…Not a good combination. However, I will attempt to add that I do love your profile so please do not take any offense to it…
What In The World Made You The Way You Are That You Don’t Care About Much…?
WARNING: Part of this is a vent, something I would like to get off of my chest. If you care not for this, please ignore the light teal text and scroll down till you hit the next divider.
Thank you for your consideration and for visiting my profile
This one people should know why…You see, during my time away from here I have realized that sometimes I help people and every once and a while I get complaining ingrates out of it. While I understand the helping people without expecting anything grand and awesome in return; it pisses me off to no end when people expect me to be friends with them while I have to deal with them yelling at me when I give them a dose of reality when my sweet “oh everything will be okay” tactic spoils them. At this point I have given up being the optimistic little sister figure to everyone and has since then become a drill sergeant of some sorts.
I am also getting sick and fucking tired of all the guys crying over every single fucking little thing there is about life! I mean Holy Hell! Can theybe anymore of a fucking pansy? PERFECT EXAMPLE!!! A 4’8” midget just cursed you out and is now hopping on the desks because you like this one girl that happens to be that midget's best friend, is TAKEN, in which you exclude yourself from the group to “respect my friend’s relationship with her boyfriend” and then gripe, cry and complain about how everyone in excluding you…Do you see my problem? And then they wonder why I hold grudges when I am pissed off at them.
Another thing I have become sick and tired of, and this has happened on more than one occasion, is that people seem to one up me when I finally ask for relief from my troubles (i.e. a nightmare or family issues), even after saying how they will comfort me in I ask for it. It only serves to piss me off when people think that “Hero Worship” is a type of comfort to the person they are comforting. I get this from more than one person so I am not singling anybody out, but I can name two people off the top of my head that I know of that seem to do this to the point where I want to give them a swift kick in the gut.
I am terribly sorry for those who have just suffered from my rant, but I needed to get that off of my chest.
Don’t let this get you down, however, I will add more positive energy to my profile.
Favorite Animal and Why?
If no one understands what my favorite animal is, you might as well have just skipped to this section of the profile and ignored quite a few hints that I love cats. I absolutely adore them to the point where I would cry should anything happen to them. I myself own and cat and despite his rowdy behavior, he is my baby and I absolutely could not ask for a better cat to play with.
Cats to me are graceful, intelligent (and sometimes horny as hell) creatures. They are relaxed and sleep when they want to sleep, are wonderful mothers to their kittens, and know when you are feeling sad, and come up to you just to cuddle.
However! This is not to say that I hate all other animals. I’m a dog person just as much as I am a cat person. That is I am proud to say that I was the happy owner of a wonderful Keeshond (I will explain more about him in my dedication section, especially for him).
And I am also a fan of variety of other animals. Albeit I have a bit of disagreements with birds and insects, but it’s to be expected I suppose…
This Section Of My Profile Is Dedicated To Lord Gustavo
R.I.P
Lord Gustavo
April 14th, 1994—May 29th, 2009
Gus' Story
That day had to have been one of the worst days I can ever dare to recall in my life. Even now, by just skimming across this in order to copy and paste parts of this from a journal I had made the day after the incident, you can’t even imagine how much it hurt to the point where I just had to stop and cry for a couple minutes. He meant the world to me.
I remember one night last year…I was still upset about an argument I had with my best friend…I walking into the living room and Gus walked up to me and laid down at my feet in front of the couch. I laid on the floor beside him and cried my eyes out and spilled my feelings to him, and he looked at me and I felt so calm with him, so happy and fell asleep right beside him.
His ashes are in an urn on the mantel shelf above my fireplace. But I seriously wish he was still alive…I want to cry my eyes out like I did that night. Just to sleep right beside him and have him make all the bad dreams go away…
I love you Gus. You will never be able to fill that hole you have left in my heart. No one will. But I will always remember the good times I have had with you. All the times I played with you in the backyard, all the times I walked you up and down the block and into the woods. That time we raided the fridge for a midnight snack and emptied a whole container of whipped cream…and then blamed it on a drunk uncle. I miss you so much…
Your Sister,
Kara
Okay, I’ll admit, that last part was a total tearjerker (to me at least) and maybe you think I’m strange or just plain silly, but hey, I am weird, and I am proud.
Those Who I Cherish With All My Heart
I am to serve him no matter what. He has been the first to taste my blood and his influence will always be a part of me. Even if I leave him I have literally gotten sick to my stomach that next day. I usually thought it was from stress when it was relating to him, but ever since tasting my blood it got more violent in any separation between us, not to mention painful.
We have been together since June of 2007. I have promised myself to him. And he has shown me nothing but compassion for my reasoning, understanding for my problems, tolerance and endurance of my temper, and love for my love for him. He was the one that had me promise not to cut and I have stayed clean throughout my years with him. Sad to say he’s in another state as me, and we rarely see each other (about twice a year), but I cherish every minute that I am with him. I love you Nick, I hope I stay with you forever and always and through death. This is my boyfriend, my angel, my master…my everything…
This young lady here is my friend, Eileen Roque, the only person in my town that I can whole-heartedly call my best friend. I have known her ever since I was about seven to eight years old. She has been the one to show me that it’s okay to be a girl. She’s currently teaching me that it’s okay to just start dancing, even when somebody it watching. She has always been there for giving me advice about the outside world, where as I live under a rock half the time. She keeps me up to date on the rumors around the school (for the most part) and lets me know when someone is talking smack about me behind my back. I love her like both a baby sister and a daughter and I will never just sit by and watch her get hurt, so don’t even try.
What are you to me…? I don’t know anymore. Everything was turned upside down from this stray vampyre, but that story is for another day once I have being thrown into hell. You are the devil, an incubus, and also my friend. What you are to me is what you make of it. My strings has detached from you. I will not feel your presence thanks for a spell I have been doing to myself.
However, I thank you for becoming my teacher…thank you for teaching me a couple things and thank you for having earn my place in hell.
And for now, this ends our little, getting to know me meeting. I hope to get to know you as well.
Feel free to bite me, but please only at the minimum of once a day. More than once and I might have to block you due to the suspicion of you wanting a relationship (dating or sexual). Only those I am familiar with may bite me, and those are the ones that I have mentioned in my protectors in my journal (See WAY up on my profile for details on that, thank you).
Please tell me and/or ask me that you are going to stalk me. I would love to stalk you back
Please for the love of BAST! Please please please please PLEASE let me know when you are adding me as a friend, nothing annoys me more than to have a stalker for a friend that I do not know about. Please note that I am not of the Premium Membership category; I cannot tell who or what adds me.
Well, I guess that’s all for now. Drop me a line if you want.
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Profile Created: Sep 02 2008
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Last on: November 13 2009 at 21:08 UTC
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add me if you would like but let me know so i can do the same 
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16:30:51
Nov 19 2009
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you have been fairly rated by xxNikkitaxMalicexx
feel privilaged
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14:52:51
Nov 17 2009
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Please feel free to add me to your friends list and add my journal to your favorites, even stalk me if you like. But please let me know, so that I can be sure to return in kind for you. Thank You.
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04:58:23
Nov 17 2009
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