04.15.08
Last time you told me to smile, my lips parted. I looked pretty. I lacked reality. You promised me despondency by telling me to smile. And would you even know? Could you even tell? You should have known. You brought it upon me. Had you even looked it would have been distinct. I was ostensibly happy. But you missed the truth.
About Me
- ×Kristy-n×
- I love to write, although I am erratic about it and my style isn't really... well flattering. I also really love art, especially inking, graphite, and conté. All black and whites... maybe that says a little about me. I am also really into cosmetology, but recognize that it isn't a realistic career choice. I am an equestrian, with 2 fabulous horses. I also play rugby... In a way I'm a little contradiction just by myself. I guess I don't make much sense.
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