Come and be loved, my friends. I'm Kristen Elena and I hail from the city of New York. If there's one thing you should know about me is that there's no where else I'd rather be than onstage. And that I love poetry. And Italian pastries. My background is a painting called "The Wild Things that Live in the Clouds," done by Joan Aspinall. I felt credit was due to this exquisite piece. Stay fabulous, all!
Get excited about the little things. About wearing a new outfit for the first time. About Sunday brunches with your best friends. About the new cute guy in your class. About finding an extra dollar in your pocket. About anything that even remotely makes you happy because as you grow up, passions fade and enthusiasm gets mistaken for foolishness. So don’t let the grey world stop you from shining.
my mother says she made me strong like amber,
strong like the trees, strong like
how you held me.
yes i am fragile and the light
shines right on through me
and my love i am overflowing
to coat the scars
you left on me
but i think somewhere in all of this healing
part of you got trapped
under new skin
and i will never
get you out
Say, it’s only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me
Assassin’s Creed screams in the distance
someone write a youth fantasy novel about this damn thing
I would lose so much shit in this thing and forget how to get to the right drawers…
Just got done with possibly my worst audition of my life
Update: I got a callback???
…and that’s theatre, folks.