I'm Chreeesta. I laugh, I love. I cry, I hate. I eat, but I also don't eat. I hesitate, I care, I over-analyze. I am often misunderstood. I am both unique and average. I notice eyes, teeth, hands, thin. This is who I am. A struggling artist who is suffocated by the overbearing grasps of those who raised her. A lonely soul who spends her time listening to beautiful music, pulled deep inside herself seeking an answer to the riveting pain in her heart and mind. Be still.
Timestamp: Friday 2011/11/04 17:46:00
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