moving to lj

moving to lj.

hello. my name is christina. i am the worst person you will ever meet.

ode to stress.

not really an ode as I cannot write odes because quite frankly i have no idea what’s happening at the moment.

i have a headache the size of mt vesuvius and am raring to drown someone in the ash and lava that is bound to spout out of me if i don’t control my anger.

please. stop being an annoying little twat and shut the fuck up and leave me the fuck alone.

you’re a bitch. i don’t like you. consider our friendship nulled.

let’s call it quits while there’s no broken hearts.

owari-da

i give up.

i can honestly say that i give up.

i now say good bye to any reservations i used to have.

i’m going to take a step forward.

i’m going to pretend things will be good - because they are.

i’m going to walk with my head held high.

i will not second guess things.

i will take things in my stride.

i will be free of dreams.