Kristi left me at the alter, so I choked myself on my boquet and dove off the bell tower. I've recovered after months of physical therapy, but I've got a peony permanently lodged in the back of my throat and I just can't seem to mend this poor old broken heart.
she's not really a sociopath, but i like to call her one. she's a little la fascista, but that's forgiveable. someday, she'll find the tarzan to her cheetah and all will be right in peitschwitz.
The Exquisite Madness of Kristi goes back at least ten years to my knowledge. She once told me that she wanted to give birth to live kittens. Recently she has sold her soul, I couldn't think of anything more appropriate. Good Stuff.
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but it's ok because I never leave messages.