Hairstyles for Men and Women: December 2007

Name: Bricie

Style: whatever im in the mood for.
Orientation: straight.. but have been known to try anything.
Location: a small piece of shit town where people worship the walmart. The people wouldn't know what was happening in the world if it was plastered on their faces.
Myspace: (or other blogs)
Introduce Youself: (or your works, just like emo poems,Quotes, drawings ,articles on emo or anyotherthings)
well im not a writer, artist, or have ever made any awesome quotes but i can tell you about myself in other ways.
i have gone through some really tough times in my life. but who hasn't these days. my childhood was ok until my parents got divorced, but i had to get the fuck over it. and i did. now they are friends and everything is cool, so i was killing myself inside for nothing. i went though some terrible times with love also. from being in love with a guy && his best friend [i know, fucked up, but the story is too long to tell] from dating that guy and going through his shit everyday ofmy life of how he doesn't know if he could love me because he always had the thought of me && his friend in the back of his head.. to breaking up with him [my everlasting love] and totally giving up on myself and doing things withmy life that i just knew would never happen to me. but guess what it did. and i hit rock bottom. assuming you all know how that feels i wont go into detail. meeting fucking loser after loser i just gave up. and soon after .he. was back intomy life . we now live together and have a gorgeous little girl together named Imogen Nevaeh. and she is my world now. i couldnt imagine going back......
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since im not such a fantastic writer here are the lyrics to a couple of my favorite songs instead.

"Revealing Too Much"

Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence
As I fall out of love, this wasn't supposed to happen
Not according to you

Please don't allow your voice to fade
Don't fall so weak to fault or blame
To give yourself reason for an end

We'd have our own subway car in the middle of the night
I'd work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend
As the graffiti scrolls by

Please don't allow your voice to fade
Don't fall so weak to fault or blame
To give yourself reason for an end

And at the end of your low you pin my shoulders against the mattress
Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward
Your head titling back with your mouth partially open
The sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume
When you wake up with your family gathered around
Remember that our love was true
And I will not allow you to destroy yourself

I hope that I'm not revealing too much

"Apologize"

Yesterday's dinner's haunting me today
Blades in my stomach spinning
I awake with a fear of ??
Hiding by the stress of your love
I won't return your calls until it lets up
Oh, just one more season, you will be good

Tonight, oh
Don't even, don't even try, oh

'Cause when I'm concentratin'
on makin' statements
I will fool you into thinkin' we're fine
Yeah, I'll fool you, fool you, fool you, into thinkin' we're fine
Until you start to feel something outside
Yeah, well, you alone can visualise

Not worth the misery
A sordid history
The years of revelry
We converse endlessly
Those powdered lips that say you cry
You start to feel something outside

Tonight, oh
Don't even, don't even try

It's not me that was mistaken
For an earnest, heartfelt evening
For a moon-induced hallucination
Couldn't help but notice
Your eyes are losing focus
Such magnetism, now you're opposed
But if you're not begging for it
Then it's not yours
Once dependent, now no signs of withdrawal

Not worth the misery
A sordid history
The years of revelry
We converse endlessly
Those powdered lips that say you cry
Well, you start to feel something outside

Tonight, oh
Don't even, don't even, don't

Please talk softly now
No need to scream
The raise in decibels seems obsence
Please talk softly now
No need to scream
The raise in decibels seems obsence

Tonight, well, tonight
You sold everything you've been told
I apologize
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I am so sad after reading Bricie's story, wish her good luck.