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Name: Kristen
Country: United States
State: Virginia
Birthday: 10/27/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: writing, singing, spinning in circles till I fall over, dancing, partying, politics, theory, art (im not good, I just like it)
Expertise: ha! if i had one i wouldn't be in school
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
10/2/2003
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| when i think about the fact that I can make people happier with my pain, i hurt but i hurt for a good reason. | | |
| i am no longer sick, the sun is shining, disappointment has faded and i am catching up quicker than expected. kindly disregard the past letter. if only i were better at seeing lights at the end of tunnels my life might be easier, but as it is, i have little perspective even given my experience when i am being attacked from all sides. thank God for his grace and mercy. thank God that my passion and wrestlessness always give way to my more rational intellect. thank God for a new day. | | |
| at the end of the day i realize i can't even tell myself the truth. i can't bear it. im so tired of the world inside me that lies to itself. i am not good or respectable or at all really worth what the world has given me. but i am all the more awful because I still want it, i don't think I deserve it but i still on some level feel it wouldn't be right to not get it. i want people to care about me when i dont do them the justice of really caring for them and I know it so its all the more awful for the fact that i see it. don't pity me. just learn how not to be. | | |
| The sun was falling down
The rain never left
The sky, dark gray, was crying
Her house was empty, paint was peeling
People were throwing
Tomatoes at her door
As she prayed for their souls
Prayed for hours
One hit her eye
Blinded, she cried
The tears mixed with juice
She became part of her persecution
She licked the tears
Then received communion
In holy union
her little heart broke for love of love. | | |
| I've never been more convinced that I need to be a human rights lawyer than I am today. I can't believe how much injustice maddens me and how willing I am to fight for it--past reason, past opposition, after my friends have left me and I'm standing alone, I cannot and will not let it be. I'm really glad the whole world isn't like this, we would all drive eachother insane, but I am really glad that I am. Please accept that I am, support me and love me, have patience, because I do not know how else to live in this world. | | |
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