February 2012
7 posts
Frustration;
The sad fact is when you sleep, you realize that it makes no difference what you do. Some things can’t change and shouldn’t be changed. Apathy may be for the best.
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Giraffe: Goodmorning
Me: It's not morning you dork
Giraffe: but Briana you are the sunshine to my day
Realism [ree-uh-liz-uhm]-noun:: Exhausted. →
fuckyeahrealism:
I’m completely and utterly spent in terms of mental capacity and physical effort. It seems like every day, no matter how much it seems like it’ll be different and maybe things will get better, something never fails to make things increasingly difficult for me. I honestly never get a break. Ever….
January 2012
13 posts
brianapiranha:
feeling stupid whenever I send a text but don’t receive one back
Blanks.: Opti(mist) →
allen-vc:
Dark walls encompassed me, the sky dark, polluted with the black gas left behind from the waste of cars. You see, though I couldn’t see, it was not the darkness that made me blind but lights that surrounded me. Though small and spaced out, it was me walking alone in an arena of beams. From these…
I like your last line. :)
Not found: January 26, 2012 →
brianapiranha:
Wow, my phone has some nice quality here well anyways
School was alright. Helped Josh cheat on the geometry test! APW, sleepy as always. That melatonin kicking in~ Oh biology, what you do to me. Lunch, had to work on my katakana. Biology, I studied the vocabulary this time right before the…
Your hands are like like crookit.
Putting A Way, Clothes.
Shouldn’t you or the guy you knew, you two
Fold my clothes? Put them away, lock it in your closet
The shirt you bought me, I’ve put them away
The shorts you threaded your initials in the seams
Put them away, shorts seems long like how long we were two
Get her, get him, get all those whims
and put it away
Now that I’ve put my clothes away, your clothes still lay
Not found: The thought of actually committing... →
brianapiranha:
The thought of actually committing suicide never really occurred to me. I always wanted to escape reality somehow though. I remember I always thought to myself, what’s the point in living if I don’t serve a purpose? What’s the point in living when no one sees me as…well…me? Why do I have to live…
Deep down you don’t want this haha.
Realism [ree-uh-liz-uhm]-noun:: Why can't the... →
fuckyeahrealism:
Today, I met the most insightful, outgoing, caring, and intelligent 7-year-old. It wasn’t enough that he was small for his age[which says a lot at 7], or that he was flat-out adorable. No, this child was much more. On my way to school, all I spotted was a tiny body walking alone. No adult…
brianapiranha asked: What? So I can have a photoshoot of you up in a tree? HAHAH omg but what.. you have a fanceh camera?
Not found: So jealous of all the people who have... →
brianapiranha:
I really am. I’m really interested in photography, but I don’t have the necessary camera for what I’m interested in shooting. I can’t just take my 12.5 megapixel point-and-shoot camera and start shooting landscapes and people; honestly, it will turn out with pretty crappy quality. I really am…
Lol, we could ask to borrow mine :)
Explain yourself.
How did your brain come up with that? Which two neuro-chemicals in your brain suddenly commit incest to conceive that sin of a thought?
Which part of your fking heart pumped enough blood to muster enough courage and ignorance to FEEL it was alright to say that shit?
When did your tongue accustom itself with such filth? Do you know your words roll off your tongue recklessly like snowballs? In...
Dear Briana,
brianapiranha:
schoomschoom:
brianapiranha:
schoomschoom:
My first follower.
Dear Train, my friend who doesn’t know how to follow back.
Where can I find one of those moving animals! :D
its called a gif you noob o:
Lolol I didn’t know you could put it in these posts!
Bonquiqui was here
Okay bye
Dear Briana,
brianapiranha:
schoomschoom:
My first follower.
Dear Train, my friend who doesn’t know how to follow back.
Where can I find one of those moving animals! :D
Dear Briana,
My first follower.