I intoduce myself

[death-of-poe.livejournal.com]

I have the urge to eat myself.
My name is KristatsirK.
I have a collection of secrets.
My ring on my finger keeps me alive.
I stopped talking to my sister.
My home is surrounded by mud and grass.
I have ice cream melting on my bed.
My hair was cut off today in little peices like ropes for liliputians.
I have a sneaking doubt that I am real.
My floor is clean today.
I'm here to be as weird as I feel.