stop the car

surprise, my names kristina / hellokitty. call me kristie / kristine / krissy & i will subconciously forget your name (forever) , yep , that was your bad. i used to think i had trust issues, but i don't, i realized i talk too much to have trust issues. i wish i had some deep dark secrets, but i don't share something about you & i'll share something about myself. tell me about your grades, i'll tell you about mine. tell me about your bad habits i'll tell you about mine. tell me about your parents ill tell you about mine tell me about your nipples, i'll tell you about mine. show me your nipple & i'll point , laugh & talk about how dark they are. (: i like nipples. i'm not sure why. i still need $20 to see josephs, someone wanna help me out? damnit, i promised i'd have a normal about me. but i guess thats it though. kristina, open book , <3 nipples. yep. covered it. oh oh & i love hellokitty. &this is my last about me being fifteen. toodles! i'll rewrite something tomorrow.

p.s. raisin nipples make me laugh a lot, or when boysie nipples go through their shirts hahahha.

what i really want for my birthday : someone that will hold my hand no matter what. no matter if my hands are clammy and sweaty as hell like always or if i'm scared out of my mind. or or or when my family is around. or or or when i'm with their friends. neeegah , no one wants to hold my hands ): i tend to tickle hands at the same time /;