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brynn

I am here for Friends

About Me

the only friends we have. we might be the only friends we have. this place is for friends. friends tend to breed enemies. apparently those keys belonged to someone before me. to thy ownself be true. water or wine? which suits you? i know you know. i sleep with eyes open. i look happy dont i? i am happy and thats what matters. i make people laugh but not because im funny. rather because im me. tears are present often. only for those that know me. but they only come when it is truly meant to be. things that matter are things are. people i know are people i love. and love i will because i can. until one day when that hand is slapped away by those that love not. for this the sky is blue. painted red and black and orange and yellow. that is what is. who is this is? this is me. forget not. try hard. forget not.

My Interests

whatever comes tomorrow.

I'd like to meet:

those that resemble the only friends i have.

Music:

when mountains moved. O nly W e E ndure N othing. music derived from the south (that stuff thats played in merced). the boy that fell out but from where i dont know. "can i lay in your bed all day".

Movies:

those that speak to the age i live in and the ages i will.

Television:

anything HBO or Showtime related.

Books:

the stone. the secret. the prisoner. the goblet. the order.

Heroes:

tom searson aka my dad. rob rob. spunchy. princess regalo. some things never change.

My Blog

what if rain was god?

so you constantly think. its somewhat/somehow the fault of mine.im always going to be something. perhaps something im not. still its me. i assure you its never trivial nor meaningless.often i want to ...
Posted by brynn on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 09:13:00 PST

references and realtionships.

diligent and assertive. loaded four letter words. circumscribed within walls that shine only glory. placed and sitting on an old brown couch. this place appears occupied. occupy me. dont leave jus...
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

when boys meet girls. when girls met boys. waterfronts and glass.

bells sound and people are leaving. you and i are too. whats next. what was before? thats a big question. or is it. so wait, do you go somewhere and then come back? those simple words. three of them....
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

fevered.

so how are you and the boys? i knew you were going think that. whats boys? no, really its pitiful why is it pitiful? think about it differently. think about what? everyone else has though abou...
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

nike is for me?

so tell your friends about me. trust me they would want me. do you know what i mean jellybean? yes i do tennis shoe. do you have a business card? you dont have a business card? i was not aware th...
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

and then it was brilliant.

when did being awkward ever become cool? or for that matter, when did being an asshole to those persons that have always been true amount to something looked upon as an event that should become routi...
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

scaling ladders on apartment sides.

these knees keep getting scraped. will they ever see the light of a softer ground. those endless times of falling off my bed. in response to act comitted by myself. if water could cushin my fall m...
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

it started with clarity.

constantly talking isn't necessarily communicating. "i think maybe your emotional ties to it immortalize it a bit." NO.
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

on display no longer.

first time ever. inspection passed. im all good to go. white and bright. no hurtful holes. wierdness.
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

crazed days.

nobody eats the bananas. head for the mountains. i dont understand how she can think like that. awesome brother.
Posted by brynn on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST