"You don't love somebody because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song that nobody but you can understand."

I'm @ccchrrriiistine . Hi. :)
Music is my true love♥
i'm still discovering myself,
so if i change, i'm not sorry.
Two years until I'm legalized.
Junior, class of 2011 < faggish. ;)
i waste time, don't know how to plan it.
I think a lot a lot a lot.
Pranking, joking, and laughing. <3
Positivity is important to me.
I've done enough of trying to please
everyone else that I lost myself for a while. I'm done. I'll just be myself.

Still the group since freshmen year to present day junior year. MISSING: Ezekiel, Princess, and Jeff:) Wittle Carlos in the back. haha
I've known you since the eighth grade, the year when that one dude wrote WHALE on our English teachers pillow that she sat on for her chair. haha. we're always together, and people sometimes mix up our names which is so darn annoying, but we are different, yet similar. you're cool.
You understands me sooo much it's crazy! I love it when we share our secrets. You're smart, hilarious and you make too much how-babies-die jokes. Like if they ride on the Supreme Scream. It's wicked funny.
I'm honored that you trust me with your secret. Even if I can't totally relate to it, it has brought us closer together and I love that.
Out of all the people I've met, meeting you was the most unique. "Do you like Paramore?"- Me "No, I hate them!"-You "WHAT?!"-Me. hahaha. Music brought us together.
Vanesssaaaa! You are soooo sweet. Paramore sistersz. I still remember when you ran into that wire when we were walking to school in the morning. It still makes me laugh.
His Rockstar can matches his green eyes :) Jeff dude! You can make me laugh so easily. Every time we hang, jokes erupt and they keep comin. Put you and Ezekiel together and I just might die from laughter.
Ugh, then there's Princess. Just kidding. I love this girl. sHe'S mAh BlK GuRrRl<3

"Sometimes the measure of friendship isn't your ability to not harm but your capacity to forgive the things done to you and ask forgiveness for your own mistakes."

And oh, with a sigh I say
"You could know me so well."
Self explanatory text burned in your memory
Sometimes not chosen and oblivious, but there is another way
You know not for a reason or I could surround you with my memories as I tell
What I hide is what is left of me