17, Female.
Heart of a 12-year-old boy. Mind of a hormonal teenager.
Writer. Musician. Artist. Composer. Director.
Marching Band: LB-1 2013-15 Baritone, Sousaphone, Bass, Trombone, Valve Trombone, Marching Baritone, Tuba, Piano, Saxophone, Trumpet.
2nd Degree black belt.
The "Bamboo Bitch" at my lunch table. @DreamofRedd
"We can leave this world, leave it all behind.
We can steal this car if your folks don't mind.
We can live forever if you've got the time.
I'm the only friend that makes you cry.
You're a heart attack in black hair dye.
So just save yourself and I'll hold them back tonight."
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Stories by Krista
The Black Parade: The Musical
This is kind of an MCR mash-up I'd manage to come up with a while back. The scenes may be out of order. I apo...
Step Over the Line
The true story about a teenager taking a step out of her comfort zone of depression and anxiety, and entering...