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My name is Brianna. I am a MySpace whore. I am a choir nerd. I <3 to drive. I am a comment whore. My friends are pretty neat. We like lightsaber battles in WalMart. I love animal-crackers. I sing ((Concert Choir= ♥ )). Personally, I think I do look better on MySpace. I have unbeleivably curly hair. I am yet to find someone with paler skin than mine. I sing in the shower. I like spontaneity. I'm extremely moody. Get over it. Generally, I'm a really nice person. A lot of the time I'm too quick to judge. When I fall for a guy, I fall hard. My cellphone is attatched to my hip at all times. I love Halloween. If you talk a lot, that's a good thing. But only if you know when to stfu.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Never, Ever.

I just realized that,

No matter what you've done to me,

No matter how many times you've broken my heart,

No matter what you've done to them,

No matter how you've treated me,

No matter who hates you,

No matter how much they want to kill you

I've never wanted you dead.

I've never hated you.

I've never cursed your existance.

Though my hope is g o n e

And my heart has been s h a t t e r e d,

I don't ever want to let you go.



Ever.

Mental Breakdown # 4

I can't believe it.

You did it again.

I got my hopes up,

Again.

Only to crash and burn.

Again.

You're clueless.

You don't understand.

You think you can go around,

Doing whatever you want to please yourself.

And you don't consider the feelings of anyone else.

You never have.

You never will.

You told me you wanted to change.

Well, actions speak louder than words.

And your actions are telling me the complete opposite.

Somehow I knew this was going to happen.

I'm sick of it.

She's sick of it.

We're all sick of it.

So just stop.

Maybe start thinking with your head instead of your hormones.

Stop leading us on.

Stop giving us false hope.

Stop using your charm and chivalry to take advantage of us.

Just stop.

And maybe think for a minute

Before you break another heart.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Whatev.

So....Today sucked.


A lot.


'Nuff said.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Knowing Right from Wrong.

I know how wrong this is...

And I'm not sure how you feel a bout it...

But that scene replays over and over in my mind.

And, as much as I want to forget it...

I never want to let that memory go...

Because it's the only good one I've had in a while.


And maybe the only good one I'll have for a long time.