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About Me

Sweep me under your rug.I sit alone and wait out the nights.I wish to remove whatever makes you hurt, but I am too weak to be your cure. I'd die for you one time, but never again. You can tell me how vile I already know that I am. Every picture you paint, I will paint myself out. I need you like water in my lungs. I can't let you let me down again. Be my breath, there's nothing I wouldn't give. I just want to believe..contactTable a img {visibility:hidden; border:0px !

My Interests

My puppy girl, psychology, tattoos, visiting graveyards and admiring the beauty of the statues and imagining the untold stories as well as paying respect to the unvisited and or neglected graves, and staring at the water ripples and the way the light hits its peaks while pondering anything and everything. There is something to be said about sitting alone with your thoughts .

I'd like to meet:

I will follow you into the dark

Music:

Radiohead, Alice in Chains, Bjork, Tori Amos, Portishead, and anything with feeling and thought involved

Movies:

.. Natural born killers,The Notebook, The Cell, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, 21 Grams,Labrynth, Willow, The Never Ending Story, The Last Unicorn, The Land Before Time, Stigmata, Kill Bill, Sin City, Dumb and Dumber, Happy Gillmore, Lord of the Rings, Silence of the Lambs, Great Expectations, Garden State, American Beauty, American HIstory X, Gladiator, Braveheart, Legend, many more.........

Television:

anything on discovery channel for the most part...... I love watching unsolved mysteries and true crime shows....... and I am a sucker for I love New York!

Books:

Solitude by Anthony Storr

My Blog

whirlpool

loose white stiches from behind my jean pocket a tug on the inner lining of a pocket these are all things that remind me of you a drink to sail the seas I have created a clear vision of a sleep so ser...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 03:08:00 PST

thoughts

amidst broken wings I will look to sail strings tied around my ring finger blue shades of culture and value immoral senses of remorse unfelt each step I take each impression I leave my trail is never ...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:12:00 PST

when it rains

rooftops no where in sight petals falling to the floor one by one a collection of tears pooling before my feet air leaving my body with every thought one less beat of a faint sound beyond my visi...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Wed, 30 May 2007 07:32:00 PST

16 days past May 8th

days feel like an eternity not a day goes by that you havent drifted in and out of my mind missing your voice missing your love hopes for your serenity at last as mine dosent feel as if it will ever a...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Fri, 25 May 2007 10:00:00 PST

late

listen do you hear the void in my prayer can you feel the hollow metal heart I wear I see what I never dreamt of we touch upon distant flaming horizons this was not an affair this was not just anothe...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Thu, 17 May 2007 11:16:00 PST

why

I still dont believe. I went upstate, attended services, saw a bed less a body it was used to and made it back home. It still isnt real. It still dosent sit any better and it still dosent make any sen...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Mon, 14 May 2007 06:54:00 PST

shock

rejecting truth as Im reminded of what I dared not to believe a pain that I'll never get used to a bed half empty at midnight a smile engrained a voice to never be mistaken a voice to replay in my hea...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Wed, 09 May 2007 08:22:00 PST

he is an angel now

Bryan passed away this morning at 7:30am. He has tought me more than anyone else. I cant believe I wont get to touch him or hear his voice. He isnt in pain anymore. If you are kind enough, pleas...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Tue, 08 May 2007 09:11:00 PST

please read about the life of bryan tressler

Bryan Tressler is someone I have known since he was born. My parents have been friends with his for a time long before he was born. I grew up playing over their house in Riverhead with their daughter ...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Tue, 08 May 2007 09:07:00 PST

release this

lines and vines all twist through my mind I wonder I wonder if a moments bliss can sing itself another note beneath my blanketed sanctuary this river runs deep it's cold and traveled fingers spr...
Posted by Gabrielle's Trials on Sun, 06 May 2007 08:40:00 PST