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you, me, and all the kings & queens buried in the junkyard and every time the herald cherub sings we rattle with the car parts i was born to lie here patiently be dragged on by the black star and you were told to grow majestically & love until your hands bleed.
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hi! my name is kristin. i'm 16 years old & i'm a junior at kellenberg; you know, the bible humping school that cancelled the senior prom. i've changed a lot this past year, for the best i think, so i made a new journal. i'm trying to be more positive and friendly and figure things out for myself, so don't add me if you're a negative nancy. i think it's insanely important for you to be a kid at heart. i idolize frank sinatra, and i think mobsters and cowboys are just about the coolest thing to ever walk this earth. i have a spot in my heart for every animal and elderly person. i'm an open book. i try my best to not judge based on apperances. i don't always do the right thing, but i'm working on it. i am very lucky and i'm finally seeing that for myself. my friends are my everything. that's that! i have a boyfriend named patrick who i absolutely adore in every sense of the word. he's my bestest friend in the whole wide world and he made me the person i am today.
anywayyy comment before adding me please!
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