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Kristel

We shall show mercy, but we shall not ask for it. - Churchill

About Me

I've never been average... there's just something about me that makes me different, stand out. I feel. I ache. I desire... and yet I am willing to stop what I feel, to make room for others. I love reading, listening to the sound of rain pouring over the grass, how the wind just pours over my skin, holding something small in the palm of my hand, the sound of whispers, as well as standing at a street corner and listening to traffic roll by. I love standing in the rain, I like thinking about things that most would pass over... I love watching small animals sleep soundly in my arms. I'm all about writing.. Dreaming.... Listening... Watching.. Sipping tea with friends, coffee with Stacia, inside jokes, long drives to nowhere in particular, late nights, poetry, finding the words to say how I feel, Watching the rain come, cleaning up my messes, yearning for something more, finding truth, snowball fights without the snow, being contradictory, musing, brooding, saying things that break the silence, standing around, making trouble, dancing around in my underwear... I'm a wild child, a vixen, a smart ass, an angel in disguise.(xanga.com/kristelsprings)
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My Interests

Talking about your mom... laughing at your funny face... taking you seriously when you want to have fun.... and enjoying your seriousness to the point of irritation. I like reading up on your life... taking it in.. (just so I can use it against you later).... and exploiting your personal life.

I'd like to meet:

Those who can appreciate language, who can stand in the rain and let it wash over them, who can whisk me off my feet, surprise me, who can take me to a place I've not been willing to go before, who can pull me through these walls I've built, who knows the real meaning of the word "love," who can take pain and help me grow, who can wrestle on a moments notice, anyone who can play along during one of my "moments," someone who knows when something isn't right, who can push past my lies and get straight to the truth, who makes up ideas, someone who can start the fight but who can also end it, who treats me with respect.But someone, mostly, who just enjoys all those little things we often take for granted.

Music:

If it's good music... I'll like it.

Heroes:

Single parents, Women who have overcome physical abuse to love their family wholly, anyone who struggles with depression on a daily basis and still chooses to continue life, Knights who don't see themselves as wearing armor and rescuing her but do it anyway, My mother, Any man who will stand and let a women beat on him because he knows all she has to do is get it out, My Father, Men who are open in sharing hurt, Women who forgive, JESUS CHRIST, those who face each day believing its their last.

My Blog

Decade

To think once,these hands were without bloodthat these eyes had not seen warthat my feet had not been battle weary So many years ago,I can almost feel the unscarred skinthat was stretched over my stro...
Posted by Kristel on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 07:14:00 PST

Gone

Staring out the windowsillI'm sure I no longer see the futureThis paved path that was laid before meHas disappeared under the tormenting grayEverything seems lost within it's covereven the holes of my...
Posted by Kristel on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 06:00:00 PST

-Meditations with Myself-

It's on the brink of thought that I've reached my conclusion... staring into the knowledge that soon, very soon...I will Graduate and thatI must be... do... accomplish.... something. (an...
Posted by Kristel on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 06:48:00 PST

Our war

It's only silence that fills my head latelythe sounds of love and laughter dissipatingunder all the talk, the dissention.I'm lost within the miswritten words we sharethe kind that are felt, never spok...
Posted by Kristel on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 09:48:00 PST

Cause I'm kissing you...

I've counted, and counted againchecking to make sure that this dreamdoesn't over sweep meover take meand yetI wish to be swept awaymoonlight walks and allto wish upon the stars, and dance along the sh...
Posted by Kristel on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 07:07:00 PST

missing: color

There's something beautiful in this old world...something warm and invitingit stands out like a technicolor thumbin the midst of total destruction.The gray doesn't even compare to the momentary b...
Posted by Kristel on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 08:21:00 PST

fini

Yesterday seems more real than today.the flavor is losing it's taste.it's texture.Everything's numb.Broken.Tainted.Each smile...each laughit's life fades faster than light in a sunset...I've an unsett...
Posted by Kristel on Tue, 17 Oct 2006 08:34:00 PST

That New Year's Song that I can never Spell correctly...

Since when is it a problem for me to come to terms with myself?     oh.  yeah.  since now.
Posted by Kristel on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 04:59:00 PST

Fallen Angels with Apocalypse Words.

  Our hearts are made of candied lies.
Posted by Kristel on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 02:53:00 PST

Ghost pains

Beautiful grayI found it in the sewer streetsof my uninhabited heart.It sings of melancholy lovers beating to the sorrows of their own worldleading this destitute heart astrayThe color of the troubled...
Posted by Kristel on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 11:00:00 PST