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Name: Bridget
Country: United States
State: Illinois
Metro: Springfield
Birthday: 9/28/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: guitar, art, music, design, shopping, reading writing, exersicing, talking on the phone,
Expertise: Guitar, driving, Im good with computers and to most I am pretty funny.
Occupation: Being rad.
Industry: Life
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  bridget hxc
MSN: punkymonkey289@hotmail.com
AIM:  shawliosis
Member Since:
12/23/2005
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| Oh, how the days extinguish at such a slow pace
They leave me weary and out of breath in a wretched state
I took to the bottle to wash away these times
Only to discover something was more to the crime
While I watched you wallow in pain
I realized what a fool am I
How could I have done this
When did I leave "us"
I don't know when I took alarm
But it was now I thought to back off
I was caught blinded by your charm
Now I find I am worth leaving | | |
| Leaving everything behind.i wish i could just block out all thoughts right now. everything is too
much to take in. i dont want anything to happen that will cause
confusion or anxiety. i wish that my brain would stop bugging me. why
do i have to like certain people? why do certain other people have to
like me? i know i keep saying i want a boyfriend, but now that someone
pops up i want to run away, scared, like a dog with his tail between
his legs. what is my problem? this isnt the only thing thats bugging
me. i fucking hate this one person. she pisses me off to no extent.
grrrr, i want open her eyes to how she is but that will never happen. i
am "nice" to her, and she is just a bitch to me. she has her bf and her
bfffl caught up and miserable. i miss alex. why do you have to be in
georgia?! i also miss sam and brandon and jeff and alexxx. shit, i miss
arielle and everyone. its all because of this whole i am by myself
thing. i hate being alone.
"Now we say goodnight from our own seperate sides, like brothers on a hotel bed." | | |
| 11-14-06This morning getting off of the school bus, as you all know it had been
raining, well, the steps were slick and I kinda just, plop! Went down
on my ass. But me being me, I have mad falling skills and managed to
fall n my ankle funny in the process. So it hurt pretty bad at first
and then it didn't hurt to walk on but it felt really tight and by
third hour I had a bruise. By seventh hour I was convinced I had
sprained it again. The first time I was playing volleyball in seventh
grade and spiked the ball and landed on the side of my right ankle.
Yep.
My gym teacher made me dress and shit because I didn't have a
note. So ten minutes of relatively fast walking for someone who injured
their ankle killed me. Hi! I'm not dead! But still. Ok, so, I get home
and put my foot up and an hour later it is ten times worst. By now, it
hurts like hell. I have a little air splint from the last time and its
on my leg and kinda helping, but I have to hobble around when I walk.
Gimpy
Is
back!
But without the cruches...those things are terrible. Yeah...so...whoot whoot, day off from school! | | |
| 11-9-06I want a boyfriend really bad.
I'm not saying who, I don't even know.
Someone who'll love me and all that jazz.
I miss it.
All of it.
Note:I might hit on you. xD
Ok, I'm done here. | | |
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