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Hi. I'm Kirsten. But you can call me Kirsty.I'm 20 years old and residing in Kennewick, WA.
I'm opinionated on politics. If you can keep up with political and relevant conversations, please PM or comment me. Don't deny me an intellectual power hour.
I'm musically inclined. I like to listen to music and willing to discover new music. I haven't found a musician or set of musicians that I despised. You name a band, and more than likely I may have heard of them. If not, I'll check 'em out. :]
Currently listening to:
"don't get to close" you said, "cuz this is gonna burn,"
they say "kids don't play with fire,"
but we're kids we never learn.
and that's how i came to see
how Holden Caulfield was your prophet,
but the prophesy was self fulfilling and you know it.
and we were so naive. Yea so naive,
we could have turned back and walked away,
you were ******** screaming, and I could not see,
you'd given your best warning.
that the ghosts that you held close had told you
"hear now what we say, the world is gonna push you down,
so push the world away,"
and they said everybody knew you were a firecracker,
but i found out the hard way...
the love we held on to was so caught up in our belief,
that the dreams we had were stronger than the forces of defeat,
but then our dreams they one by one,
were swallowed by the situation,
of aggravated tension, yea, and miscommunication...
though i didn't have a clue... i found out.
i woke up from a dream when I met a generation,
who were terrified of Love,
though convinced that it could save them,
when like all things consecrated it turned out to be a lie,
it couldn't save them from the thing that had grown inside...
i met a generation that had lost their only friends,
to a suicidal culture that had forced them to pretend,
that the fuse that grew inside wasn't ready to ignite,
but kids will play with fire and we lit up the ******** night.
i found out, i found out, i found out the hard way.
i found you were a firecracker.
&&
i saw you hanging around the corner,
i think you wrote something about it,
it was a metaphor.
it was something about an ice cream shop.
you remembered how your friends said you knew how to have fun,
so you went to their party,
and watched them all get drunk.
you went dancing at a show,
and you stayed out pretty late,
and you wrote a song about it,
and someone put it on a mix tape.
what they didn�t know was how hard you could take it,
your heart slowly eroded before you let them break it.
and the part of me that gets sad saw you,
feeling alone and was confused.
how you knew that you were loved,
but couldn�t find someone to love you.
you spent a week in california, and they said it made a difference.
your friend came down from boston, just to see you off.
and that's what he said, and it was partially true.
he said, "would you write me a letter,"
you said, "that's the one thing that I can't do." (do do do do)
and i would love to get to know you. everybody seems to miss you.
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How about Youtube? That's how I knew what Leukemia was for >.>
and the Human torch
spiderman was always cool
the thing aswell
idk theres aloooot of em
You loose weight when you have sex and when you kiss lol
It's so funny XD