Just another tramp of hearts, crying tears of faithlessness.

The illusion of effortlessness requires a great effort indeed.

5 January 1990
I really only use this journal for communities now, if you have a tumblr feel free to add me there: http://funinspiredasylum.tumblr.com/

Hi my name is Kristin, I'm originally from the New Jersey shore, at 18 moved to Orlando, Florida for college, graduated and am now back in Jersey for a bit.. To keep it short, I love: music, concerts, books, fall, makeup, and no drama. If you want to know more, add me, you'll find a lot out fast.

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'"- Jack Kerouac

"The loss of wonder and subsequent transition to the next phase were like the grayest most morbid funeral--layers of innocence peel away as the shelter of youth disintergrates, exposing the human creature to all the dangers of becoming another disconnected, disoriented pod person. To me, this was a fate worse then death."-Ronen Kauffman

I sometimes write for Shut Up Magazine.

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