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brishette [you think I'm crazy?]

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About Me

Hi... I am 22 years old. Read. Listen to great jams. Don't hate because I Vegetarian it up. Work. Concerts. School. Try to cook && fail. Laugh at everything. Love. Hummus. Think. Take the hottest showers on the planet. ♥Scalding water. Go to bed late, sleep in later. I am in The Army. and I thought it was cute, I was wrong.my barracksclassy a's?where i work. I hope it'll be a vessel for me to be able to assist others. Sometime soon. It's hurt more than help. Whatev. I do something, the Army might not be want I want to do, but it's what I do. It's for now, I feel so vacant inside this corporation of cadences, brute force, and respect. I will.. One day chronicle the music of the World. Become a Rock N' Roll Historian. Own a record store. Tell my story. Save the Earth, one person at a time. I am not saint, I just want to be a part of some change. I care too much sometimes. I don't always think things through. I act on instinct. I love too hard and fall too fast. && I am just trying to be different like everybody else.it is what it is....lately. it is going to snow. i am in Kansas, disliking every possible second of it. i don't know what it is... it's just not me, if that makes any sense. i miss the traffic, the noise, the echo of tires screeching in efforts not to cause a collision. downtown. busy. bright. diversity. damn it. the city. i miss california, my family, my friends, a starbucks that isn't like a year away. i am not even hungry, can't sleep. fuck it. i am mourning the loss of my normalcy, piercings and all, being able to speak freely about politics, religion, and sex. i miss petaluma. i wanna be where you are.<3

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Boldness. Justice. Equality. Honor. Confidence. Freedom. Passion. Belief. Environment. Carpe Diem. Curiousity. Education. Dreams. Effort. Fairness. Nostalgia. Travel. Love.............♥Just♥do♥it♥.Stare it in the face.



i miss my home- There is science, logic, reason; there is thought verified by experience. And then there is California.

My Blog

hold on tight.

sometimes you feel like you have given it your all. and others you just want to give it all away. i have loved, i am loved. recently i realized... i can be a hopeless romantic. or try and fail, still ...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 20:04:00 GMT

marvel in motion...

I have learned my lesson.I have learned my lesson.I have learned my lesson.I am learning... Do not be over taken in the subduing of life, it will rapture if need be.Don't act as if you cannot be overt...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 10:57:00 GMT

A Kiss To Send Us Off

Forever and anon.Shattered to pieces. Rewind to the future.Sunshine, mist, shadows, rouges and pawns.Lies and paper shoes in bad weather.Hands shaking, I am giving you all of me.Enough, you are e...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 13:45:00 GMT

fulsome \FUL-sum\, adjective:

I woke up. I saw you sitting there on that magic carpet of ours. Staring at me as I rose from my deep slumber. My toes are in the sand. On the beach of our dreams. We laughed in variants. honestly co...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 14:54:00 GMT

I never knew, hurting you...would feel this damn good.

I wish. That in moments I see you, that my legs didn't get as weak as they do...I wish they would shake just a bit less. You have brought me places. Places that no one should see...well, that involunt...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 21:22:00 GMT

Senses working overtime.

What do you do when the world starts spinning faster then you can hold on?...I think you would fall off, but you keep me grounded to the part of the atmosphere I fear the most. What do you do when the...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 01:03:00 GMT

And you, you make me so I need to disconnect. And you make it so real.

When I think of you. I cry. My tears are made of glass, everyday gains a new cut. When I think of you. I want to jump for joy, your not here. But. I grow tired and my legs get weak. When I think of yo...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 14:16:00 GMT

This is my momentarily spare verse.

The most chronological points in my life, don't necessarily involve you. They involve not having you. I missed you. I am just lying on this floor, pillow under chin, tears flowing freely, knowing that...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 01:11:00 GMT

Two people touching lips, Hands on each other's hips, Nothing in else in the world.

  Quick, swift, stained with tread marks, says the asphalt moving under me. A blaze of city lights glinting and catching glare with each tear drop. You are the existence of my passion. A b...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Aug 2006 16:31:00 GMT

Take your hand back, I can get up on my own.

Today is rather usual. I am praying for the supernatural. For this life to be one of wonder and amazement. Rather dull, and void of it's luster, is how I have been navigating this road less trave...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Jul 2006 09:44:00 GMT