And it's become just like a chemical stress

Tracing the lines in my face for something more beautiful than is there

my name is kristina.
27 December
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This is a girl who likes writing angsty poems. Staying up too late. Pretending to be someone else. Shopping at thrift stores. Screaming song lyrics really loudly when no one is home. Spending too much time in front of her mirror. And being loved.

It's all of the good that won't come out of us
and how eventually our hands will just turn to dust