Cris

I am a trend renegade. A shape-shifter. An isolated multitude. A ninja. I am a strider. Vanity personified. A Self-professed bitch. I am an ode to ardor. Obsessive compulsive - true blue member of the oc-oc clan Ü I am addicted to coca-cola and an infant vampire when it comes to coffee. I am nocturnal. I am into witty and intellectual conversations. An immortal, with just music, music, music.Often, I am a fascination-magnet with my mindless ramblings; or so, I’m told. I am a saturated mind. I am a banshee with my views. I am the turbulent, roiling waves in the sea and I am its ephemeral bubbles lapping in the shore. Sometimes a tragic comic, I make it an endeavor to humor myself out of every abject situation or vis-à-vis, become hopelessly entrapped in the benign laugh of life.To me, sleep is a commodity and eating is a must. Clothes are my investments and I am hooked on vintage - the boon of age and time. I have a chronic disorder of listening to rock music. I have a penchant for glass, pilot pens, and colored markers. I have an attachment to nudity and I am lulled by Luis Royo’s works. Swearing is an inborn trait and extracting blood is my idea of therapy.I am the opener of Pandora's box. I am the thief who stole Pan's wooden pan-pipes and blew them for my own delight. I am the captain of my ship. And destiny is what I make it. Get a piece of my mindless ramblings at http://www.tabulas.com/~darkwinter