People call me Kristina. I live off veggies, coffee, and smiles.
I love gratifying conversations with random people,
stories and music that stir your soul,
laughing while dancing,
and I think awkward hugs are rather funny..
OH and I hate the feel of cotton balls.
"..rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth."
"How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?"
"April was too lonely a month to spend alone. In April, everyone around me looked happy. People would throw their coats off and enjoy each other’s company in the sunshine—talking, playing catch, holding hands. But I was always by myself."
"Life becomes so much fun when you don’t want anything from anyone. You just want to do your thing and see other people do their’s without getting in their way. I have never in nature seen a dog eat a dog. A dog will eat it’s own vomit before it turns to that. Compete with yourself and build others up, it’s like cocaine for your good vibes."