I Had her
I Lost her
I Got her back
I Had her as mine
I Lost her
" We can't be together sorry. bye "
All she said
" Can we still be friends ?"
Sure we can...... :)
God i dont know what i did wrong
Thankyou Past/Present/Future by BreeNightshade27, literature
Literature
Thankyou Past/Present/Future
Dear Past & Present & Future -
I'd like to say thank you for a few things. Some are heartfelt and still hurt till this day , some are little and insignificant to some, some are random and stupid . But these things , people, moments , etc have made me into who i am today.
1: Thank you for allowing me to live.
2: Thank you for letting my mom struggle but not to hard .
3: Thank you for giving me such a great mom.
4: Thank you for bringing my daddy into my life. And no im not talking about Eric , I'm talking about Chris. The step father from hell , heaven and any other crazy place.
5: Thank you for keeping my family at each others throats e
Ill be the Writer you can be the Drawer. I'll write our Love Letters. And you can draw our Relationship everyday. I'll write Dear Romeo you draw to Dear Juliet. I'll write whatever i can say , you can draw everyday. Draw me a paper heart . And I'll write a poem on your heart. Dedicated to you , my love written in between the lines , and your love drawn inside the pages . - Breanna Nichole
I'm just a fading ache inside your heart, the faint burn of alchohol in your throat , faint sweet taste on our lips from that watermelon primetime, . the old pain from the knife slid into your heart . the residing hurt from a open cut on your arm . just something old . just an option. nothing more . - Breanna Nichole .... Shit i can't write poetry for shit anymore
You were the one who always chooses to re-open your own wounds. Your the one who chooses to place the knife back into your heart. Your the one who always brings up the conversation. You say i don't care, that i need to open my eyes and see who cares . You say no one cares about what you want . The truth is . You can't always get what you want. Your the one who hurts your self over and over by re-opening this tightly closed topic between us . It's not my fault that you love me . It's yours . I try to be your friend . But you make me out to be the bitch when i tell you i don't feel the same . I'm sorry that you feel that way
Drunken Letter To The Unwilling by BreeNightshade27, literature
Literature
Drunken Letter To The Unwilling
I'm leaving a paper trail. Instead of crumbs , i leave you lover notes . Im no Hanzel And Grettle. But Im an adventurer with a passion just like them. Fleeing from there fears i follow there advice . Always leave a string to find your way home. Even when that home is not your home. Just a empty place you used to call your own. Love Letters to the one unknown . Start a little fire , let your pain inside your soul explode. Don't hesitate to let yourself go. All my dreams ever were , was having someone there by my side, while fighting through my inner war. Called life , no body hears me , no body see's me , no body understands . My heart screams
Waitin on a lover that will never show , i miss the way we used to be, an everyday show up , he aint no you , but atleast he came around , ill smile and cover my hurt , i still love you , but baby your making it hard to love you , not a day goes by boy , where i don't admit that your my everything , it still hurts whenever i see a bike or hear one and see that it aint you , our chemistry never seemed to fail until we broke away , i wanna try , to make this work , i know i can be a hopeless romantic at times , deep this feeling is , just tired , on waiting on a lover that will never show .
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Bord Of The Mundane , Drunk On The Madien's Beauty , High On The Wondefull Drink I Drink , Dying On My Lovers Love , Passing Past Everyone But My Lady , Dead On Her Posionous Lips :) -
The Definition Of Me by BreeNightshade27, literature
Literature
The Definition Of Me
The Definition Of Me -
A sad girl who has happy moments who laughs alot at things that are probobly not even that funny that just laughs to get the euphoric feeling of laughing because you miss it so much. a pretty decent looking girl who feels as ugly as sin when really she is pretty decent and who believes she is fat when truly she is just slightly over weight. a bisexual / lesbian / bisexual girl who dates girls and guys cause they both bring her happiness even though she is hated upon because of it. a girl who seems like she is constantly flirting with everyone when in all reality is just being overly nice because everyone calls her a b
I Had her
I Lost her
I Got her back
I Had her as mine
I Lost her
" We can't be together sorry. bye "
All she said
" Can we still be friends ?"
Sure we can...... :)
God i dont know what i did wrong
Thankyou Past/Present/Future by BreeNightshade27, literature
Literature
Thankyou Past/Present/Future
Dear Past & Present & Future -
I'd like to say thank you for a few things. Some are heartfelt and still hurt till this day , some are little and insignificant to some, some are random and stupid . But these things , people, moments , etc have made me into who i am today.
1: Thank you for allowing me to live.
2: Thank you for letting my mom struggle but not to hard .
3: Thank you for giving me such a great mom.
4: Thank you for bringing my daddy into my life. And no im not talking about Eric , I'm talking about Chris. The step father from hell , heaven and any other crazy place.
5: Thank you for keeping my family at each others throats e
Ill be the Writer you can be the Drawer. I'll write our Love Letters. And you can draw our Relationship everyday. I'll write Dear Romeo you draw to Dear Juliet. I'll write whatever i can say , you can draw everyday. Draw me a paper heart . And I'll write a poem on your heart. Dedicated to you , my love written in between the lines , and your love drawn inside the pages . - Breanna Nichole
I'm just a fading ache inside your heart, the faint burn of alchohol in your throat , faint sweet taste on our lips from that watermelon primetime, . the old pain from the knife slid into your heart . the residing hurt from a open cut on your arm . just something old . just an option. nothing more . - Breanna Nichole .... Shit i can't write poetry for shit anymore
You were the one who always chooses to re-open your own wounds. Your the one who chooses to place the knife back into your heart. Your the one who always brings up the conversation. You say i don't care, that i need to open my eyes and see who cares . You say no one cares about what you want . The truth is . You can't always get what you want. Your the one who hurts your self over and over by re-opening this tightly closed topic between us . It's not my fault that you love me . It's yours . I try to be your friend . But you make me out to be the bitch when i tell you i don't feel the same . I'm sorry that you feel that way
Drunken Letter To The Unwilling by BreeNightshade27, literature
Literature
Drunken Letter To The Unwilling
I'm leaving a paper trail. Instead of crumbs , i leave you lover notes . Im no Hanzel And Grettle. But Im an adventurer with a passion just like them. Fleeing from there fears i follow there advice . Always leave a string to find your way home. Even when that home is not your home. Just a empty place you used to call your own. Love Letters to the one unknown . Start a little fire , let your pain inside your soul explode. Don't hesitate to let yourself go. All my dreams ever were , was having someone there by my side, while fighting through my inner war. Called life , no body hears me , no body see's me , no body understands . My heart screams
Waitin on a lover that will never show , i miss the way we used to be, an everyday show up , he aint no you , but atleast he came around , ill smile and cover my hurt , i still love you , but baby your making it hard to love you , not a day goes by boy , where i don't admit that your my everything , it still hurts whenever i see a bike or hear one and see that it aint you , our chemistry never seemed to fail until we broke away , i wanna try , to make this work , i know i can be a hopeless romantic at times , deep this feeling is , just tired , on waiting on a lover that will never show .
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Bord Of The Mundane , Drunk On The Madien's Beauty , High On The Wondefull Drink I Drink , Dying On My Lovers Love , Passing Past Everyone But My Lady , Dead On Her Posionous Lips :) -
Curious, he poked his nose into the brown paper bag. It smelled familiar, but he couldn't quite place it... he stuck his snout farther in, nose twitching, almost knowing but not.
Just as he thought he may have placed the smell, he sneezed twice only to find the paper bag was now stuck determinedly over his head.
He sneezed a third time, just to be sure. It remained, clinging to his face with the same dedication that kept chewed gum stuck in hair. If that was the case, perhaps only peanut butter could free him from this crinkly brown prison.
He liked peanut butter. He liked it almost as much as he liked his rubber toy, but the toy was bette
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Dear God ,
I've never done this so please don't get mad . i don't know if you would rather hear a pray or a gospel song sung to you instead of a face book status update . But you and pretty much every one else knows I'm not really religious yeah sure i go to church ( occasionally ) and yeah i go to youth group ( whenever i have a ride from josh and Daniel ) i have a bible next to my bed . but tha...t hardly means I'm a devout christian . :) i don't even really know why I'm doing this I'm just sending pray through a letter using a social media to virtually send to god through my brain i guess :) god if your still there if y
hi my name is bree i am an omnivorious writer , i write poems , short stories , and other things. i love to talk , love to write , and love to make friends , welcome to my page and i hope you like my work! (\ _/) ( o 0) c(")(") this is bunny copy and paste this to help with your plans for world dommination !
Current Residence: Oroville California Favourite genre of music: Screamo Favourite style of art: Nature Photogrophy , Or Personal Profiles Favourite cartoon character: the pink panther Personal Quote: Yolo - Drake . You Only Live Once :)
Favourite Movies
nightmare before christmas and edward scissor hands
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
flyleaf slipknot three days grace and likin park
Favourite Writers
edgar allen poe, Mark twain ,
Favourite Games
left for dead, cod, fable 1, 2, 3, dark souls , left for dead , dead island , skyrim , red dead rede
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