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SOME RANDOM FACTS ABOUT KRISTIN
1.If a song has a harmonica in it, it's pretty much a sure bet I'm going to love the song.
2. I firmly believe everything tastes better with weed.
3. I have a terrible habit of finding one flaw in a boy, and picking it apart.
4. I can't listen to like 7 songs, without crying. (Adia, Protection, Gorecki, I'll Stand By You, Babylon, This Years Love, Coming Down)
5. I used to bite the heads off gummy bears and stick them back on different bodies and put them back in the bag.
Okay, now tell me five random facts about you please.
Funny story time : Last night at work I was clearning off a table, and asked the lady at the table if I could take her salad plate. She looked at and said "yeah you can toss my salad" I couldn't help but giggle and she turned bright red, laughed and said "uh, no pun intended." I giggled alllllll the way back to the kitchen. Buwhahahha
Don't forget your facts, turbosluts.
Oh, life is bigger. It's bigger than you, and you are not me. the lengths that I would go to, the distance in your eyes--oh no I've said too much. I haven't said enough? That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight, losing my religion. Trying to keep up with you, and I don't know if I can do it--oh no I've said too much. I haven't said enough? I thought that I heard you laughing, I thought that I heard you sing. I think I thought I saw you try."
I'm kind of in a weird place right now. Something so familiar is right in front of me, and it's safe and secure but alarming at the same time. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. But I do love kissing.
Every whisper, every waking hour I'm choosing my confession. Trying to keep up with you, like a hurt lost and blind and oh no I've said too much. I set it up. Consider this, consider this, hint of the century consider this. Slipped, brought me to my knees pailed, what if all these fantasies come flailing around, now I've said too much.
1.If a song has a harmonica in it, it's pretty much a sure bet I'm going to love the song.
2. I firmly believe everything tastes better with weed.
3. I have a terrible habit of finding one flaw in a boy, and picking it apart.
4. I can't listen to like 7 songs, without crying. (Adia, Protection, Gorecki, I'll Stand By You, Babylon, This Years Love, Coming Down)
5. I used to bite the heads off gummy bears and stick them back on different bodies and put them back in the bag.
Okay, now tell me five random facts about you please.
Funny story time : Last night at work I was clearning off a table, and asked the lady at the table if I could take her salad plate. She looked at and said "yeah you can toss my salad" I couldn't help but giggle and she turned bright red, laughed and said "uh, no pun intended." I giggled alllllll the way back to the kitchen. Buwhahahha
Don't forget your facts, turbosluts.
Oh, life is bigger. It's bigger than you, and you are not me. the lengths that I would go to, the distance in your eyes--oh no I've said too much. I haven't said enough? That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight, losing my religion. Trying to keep up with you, and I don't know if I can do it--oh no I've said too much. I haven't said enough? I thought that I heard you laughing, I thought that I heard you sing. I think I thought I saw you try."
I'm kind of in a weird place right now. Something so familiar is right in front of me, and it's safe and secure but alarming at the same time. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. But I do love kissing.
Every whisper, every waking hour I'm choosing my confession. Trying to keep up with you, like a hurt lost and blind and oh no I've said too much. I set it up. Consider this, consider this, hint of the century consider this. Slipped, brought me to my knees pailed, what if all these fantasies come flailing around, now I've said too much.