For starters my name is Kirsten and though I might be younger than some I have a old soul and am more mature than many. Also, I do not call myself goth because to me goth is basically a point where someone feels a certain way and it is a feeling that all of us feel at some point.I speak both German and English fluently. If you happen to speak german I would prefer you to speak it with me due to the fact that I dont get to speak it with alot of people other than my family. I do not need compliments and such to boost my selfesteem I am fine with who I am and I love life. I am heavily involved in nature and love every part of it including destruction. Im a very romantic person and long for someone to hold my heart in their hands without breaking it. I love mental stimulation and I love to hear everyones point of view on certain matters. I want someone to go on midnight picnics with in the graveyard and such. If you feel that I am in anyway interesting and crave mental stimulation Id be more than happy to oblige.
Likes
Dead trees, picnics in graveyards, playing the piano or any music instrument, vampires,the taste of blood, black lace, japanese metal,bento boxes, a light touch of the hand on one's face,biting, black roses,poetry, pistachio ice cream,mercedes,dane cook, dave chapelle, seeing how cute people look when they wake up in the morning. This is my favorite poem and it was written by Jason Curtis To you lies are like phantoms, you can see right through To me the colors you wear are wondrous yet translucent, who knew? You are the closest it comes to rainbows at night Is it a lie to say your multitude of colors are a mask for your paranoia, secrecy and past sufferings brought to a blinding light? If I were to show you my true colors, you would see a world of grey For you, I am ready to evolve, this day Thus we are in two different dimensions unable to speak We must break down the walls of our dimensions, with frozen tears I try, but its bleak. Separating us, a fog filled chasm A solitary raven crows in the distant church tower, long abandoned save for the ectoplasms The fog poisons my mind, makes me envious and bitter without choice My ears bleed to hear your voice. Water in the desolate stream waxes cold like needles to the touch, sulphurous is the air of the night Your unique beauty and countenance is magnified by the moon and starlight Aquarius and Pisces are next to each other for eternity like Romeo and Juliet Just like the water carrier and the two fish, why cant we be together and avoid this regret? I dream of you playing piano in the dark Even one hair has a shadow, every part of you leaves it's mark You live your life by lyrics, there are no words to this music, to this art Just the melancholy melody of longing stabbing at my heart. An insidious mountain of creative pictures, you are painfully perfect, pretty and talented, the enigma In hell it is said, flatterers are plunged in excrement covered in their own shit, their stigma Am I just a flatterer? For confounding is your mystique, but I think the truth I do tell Dante had visions of hell, I envision never seeing you again, is that not more condemning than hell?
Dislikes
Idiocracy, the paper on crayons (it drives me crazy and gives me goosebumps),those crock sp?shoes,country music,the effect pot gives others,when a computer runs slow,slow drivers,ignorance,fish ( that doesnt include crustacians),mustangs,snakes,getting stung by bees
Favorite Music
nine inch nails,psyclon nine,kraftwerks,lamia cross,kanon wakeshima,ZAO, blind ficus,extol,the chariot
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