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When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire.

About Me

A long time ago, we used to be friends. But I haven't thought of you lately at all.

I'm Brittney.

I have a tendency to fuck up really good things.

I compulsively wash my hands.

I like: blankets, vague letters, loud music, the smell of the bread aisle at the grocery store, sweaters, knocking over lamps, fluffy dresses, getting rowdy, and eating peas. Out of a can. Cold.

I don't like: Dwelling on things, pens with no ink, giving directions, staying in one place too long, forgetting things, and eating toast.

I'm harmless, really. Honest Promise.

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Andy Warhol, Justin Pierre, George Oppen, Sylvia Plath, Tim Kushi in the flesh, someone in the act of sticking a rolled up flier (or a package of socks) in my front door or under the windshield wipers of my car, Amnesia, Mr. Ford without all the pretension, fewer homeless people, Bukowski in the afterlife, Mr. Madden without all the history, a god damned time machine....

Music:

"Fuck the bullshit."
Anti Product, Animal Collective, Aus-Rotten, Anti-Schism, At the Drive In, Blatz, Blitz, Born/Dead, Blood for Blood, Blind Melon, Behind Enemy Lines, Metric, MSI, Caustic Christ, Chaos UK, Capitalist Casualties, Confuse, Conflict, Cheap Sex, CCR, Crass, The Damned, Doom, DHC, The Dandy Warhols, Discharge, Eyedeas & Abilities, Exploited, The Eagles, Flux of Pink Indians, The Faint, Filth, Gangreen, GBH, Leftover Crack, The Lovely Feathers, Mouth Sewn Shut, Nausea, Naked Agression, The Partisans, River City Rebels, Rolling Stones, SPM, Skit System, Subhumans, TSOL, Toadies, Toxic Narcotic, UK Subs, The Vibrators, X, X-Ray Spex, etc.......

Movies:

Drop Dead Fred.

Television:

Jeopardy! and Cops.

Books:

So many.

Heroes:

Everything plays second to my tremendous ego.

My Blog

Synopsis.

I found some things. And then I lost most of them. And I held on to one but I fuck it up every day. And I enjoy it. And I wish I could do it more often. Terrible?   Workworkworkworkworkdancedanc...
Posted by optional on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 04:59:00 PST

The Twenty Seventh of January.

Is going to be the best fucking day of 2007. Period.
Posted by optional on Fri, 15 Dec 2006 08:07:00 PST

Ohhhhh.

I cut all my hair off. I saw cheap sex. I was out-matured for one of the first times in my life. I have a job. I'm already tired of it. I hardly see anyone anymore, everybody is in school.  ...
Posted by optional on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST