"...it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... you will someday."
-American Beauty
_Most people call me Krispi, although I am neither Chrispy nor have I ever worked at KFC.
_I totaled my first car a year after i bought it, brand new.
_I love my boyfriend, Andy.
_I've burned myself 4 times since i started working at target.AND I QUIT.
_I watched While you were sleeping everynight before i went to sleep when i was 16.
_I read quotations from movies, songs, and books online everyday.
_I recently decided to become a screenplay writer.
_I believe in love at first sight.
_My friends mean more to me than your mom.
_I have an acoustic/electric guitar but have yet to learn how to play, although i do write mighty fine lyrics.
_Everytime i read something i've written i feel like i'm someone else.
_I used to download anime.
_Bittorrent is my best friend.
_I want to study film in London.
_I cry everytime i watch Edward Scissorhands.
_I love rain and cold weather.
_My favourite time is 2:11AM.
_I love the BBC network.
_I attend Comic-con International in San Diego and Anime Expo in Anaheim every year.
_Music puts me to sleep and keeps me awake.
_I Paint.
_Contact me : moodapathetic (AIM)
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in
Itself the light of hidden flowers;
Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way
Than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Pablo Neruda - Sonnet XVII
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