"It took a lot of money to look this cheap."-Dolly Parton.
MY NAMES BRITTANY, AND GUTHRIE IS MY MIDDLE NAME NOT LAST. You can call me whatever you like.
Im nineteen years young. Im very tiny and it gets pointed out a lot. Im very tacky and people seem to think it suits. I give respect when it is given, I dont care if youre 5 yrs old or 50 yrs old its my policy. I believe in God, but I dont know where my faith has hidden the last couple of years. My right hand is the only hand that is always cold. Speaking of hands, I think they are beautiful. I have an odd opinion of beauty, the standard blonde just will not do. I have a big heart and a soft spot for breast cancer victims [considering my papa and my great aunt both past away because of it] so Ill go out of my way to buy anything to go to cure it. I put hot sauce on everything and at one point in time I had some in my glove compartment. I get drunk and talk like Im a homeless person [shut up ellen and leeora :> I burp a lot I apologize before hand. I love Rudy Zatah Stevens ♥. One of my closest friends is 30. Believe me I am not straight edge, but I dont touch drugs. I go to the AVEDA Institute Chapel Hill. I cant whisper and I wish at 11:11. Aveda chapstick is my have to have at all times. You know that laugh you can hear from a mile away, yeah Im that girl.
I want a man that stands beside me
Not in front of or behind me
Give me two arms that want to hold me not own me
And Ill give all the love in my heart
Stand beside me
Be true dont tell lies to me
Im not lookin for a fantasy
I want a man that who stands beside me
Other than that Ive got them:
Leeora:
Dear Robert Rufus Bellionaire,
One of my closest friends is a moldheadface. She is a knowledge slut and keeps hot sauce in her glove compartment.
Love,
FireCrotchtownfaces
Brittany N. Brown
"Look who am I?" *sings* "Birdface!"
you've been my bestfriend for years, no replacements. its always been just you and me baby ♥
Ashleigh:
*drunk* "I have a confession to make." "okay.?" "sometimes I just want to go in your closet and take what I want. I love your clothes so much, I just want to take them." "oh, damn I thought it was something bad! hahaha"
Stephen:
He's sweet with a heart of gold. For my birthday he's getting me a kiddie pool full of money for me to swim naked in. Christmas has came early for us, huh stephen?
♥JASON SHO GREEN
Got 'em
COMMENT HERE:
Dear Brittany; I go for the fat chicks at the hardcore shows.
BUTTONS
I have 100 friends.
Roomie|Bernie
MISS KT
Sarahh
Roomie| Ashleigh
Serah Boo
'All natural' Jade
Kristin
Munit
Momma Fels
Murr
Fieldwah
Leeora| Momma
Kristen
Lindsey
Kacy
Toree
View All of My Friends
POLES
Bby Rudy
Taddeo| Pitstain
Bby DEEJAY
Little Cody
Parker
Baby James
Brad
CJ
Suffokate Cursive Imogen Heap Garbage Tsunami Bomb The Unseen Rise Against [old] AFI [old] No doubt [old] wecamewithbrokenteeth Lamb of God Mortal Treason Shadows are Security P!nk Maria Mena Glass Casket Into the Moat The Misfits Danzig Dillinger Escape Plan As I lay dying Eisley Elvis Presley Evergreen Terrace Job for a cowboy Jawbreaker Alesana YNIV akissforjersey [local boys] killwhitneydead Liz Phair NOFX Antiflag Avail None more black Q and not U Tegan and Sara The faint L7 The postal service Yeah Yeah Yeahs TTEOTD Veruca Salt The Ying Yang Twins 7 Yr bitch Bouncing Souls Children of Bodom Dropkick Murphy HOODZ Bloodlined Caligraphy Pretty Girls make Graves Fugazi Frou Frou Johnny Cash OFFWITHHERHEAD Son of Sam The Blood Brothers
some expected/some not so expected
I could fall in love with one song from a band, and yet hate the other 40 songs they've came out with.
Now and Then
Home Room
Bebe's Kids
Veggie Tales
Dumb and Dumber
Grumpy Old Men
Grumpier Old Men
Closer
Donnie Darko
The Santa Claus
The Wedding Crashers
The Family Stone
Disney Movies
Tim Burton films
FLAVA FLAV.
Roseanne
I love lucy
Threes company
Old nickelodeon
That 70's show
Room Raiders
Next
Full house
Family matters
Family Guy (haa)
The Disney Channel
Married With Children
Wasteland
Francesca Lia Block
p. 1-3
You
We keep burning in the brown smog pit. The girls swarm in their black moth dresses. Their scalps are shaved like concentration camp ladies. Rats click my head. Everything broken.
When you were a baby I sat very still to hold you. I could see the veins through your skin like a map to inside you. How could skin be that thin? I was afraid you might drop and break, I stopped breathing so you wouldn't.
When you were crying I got out of bed and went into your room. You were thrashing around behind the bars of your crib, your face twisted and red, like, how could they be doing this to me? I didn't understand why mom hadn't come to you.
You turned your head to look at me. Your eyes looked so big in your face, so mysterious-wide and flickering like a butterfly-wing mask. When you saw me the wails turned to sobs, and then just quieter heaves of your body. I held out my finger through the bars.
Then you reached out and curled your fingers around mine, so tight. I knew you reconized me. That was the first time I knew I had a heart inside my body.
You still cry too easily, but without your tears, at least, everything would burn. You are Spring in your jeans, in the laughing leaves. I think pearls melted over your bones.
I thought sacrifice might mean something. The wounds throb even though they're not real yet. Would you reach inside them to uncover the secret? You try to tell me but your tongue feels severed.
p.35-36
He said, Sometimes I don't think she's real. West didn't say anything. He knew who Lex was talking about. He wasn't shocked. He understood so well and maybe that was what scared him.
But now, standing at the front door of the house with its glittering, silver-embedded white walls, its slit windows, its little palm trees, its fake gold dome, he was waiting to see Marina and she was locked up like a princess in a fairy tale and he felt like he could never find her.
Even when she came back to school he felt that way. He watched her slouching around. She was wearing one of Lex's sweatshirts-a green one. She looked like she'd lost some weight, or maybe it was just the big clothes. She didn't have any lip gloss on or perfume and she was pale. He said hi to her in the hallway and she just looked at him. He'd never seen anyone die before but he thought she was dying.
Family:
C SECTION BABIES
DRK, BROTHER.
Granddaddy & Mema.
MOMMA & DAUGHTER:
love (l-uv)
n.
1 A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.
2 A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment.