| brittany Lucinda coulson. draw, photo, write. |
ID -winter'09

till my last birthday.I remember you telling me every birthday, with the balloons in hand and a hidden toy wrapped in colourful paper, that if I didn't stop getting older then one day I'd regret it. I remember how you leaned over and kissed my cheek saying that no matter what, we will be together forever.till my last birthday.
Our parents thought it was cute, but what they didn't realize was that we meant it. Each birthday came and went, we didn't leave each others side.
I remember when you were laying on that awful white bed that had scratchy sheets, in a room that reeked of chemicals and death. How your eyes were dull and your lips chapped, but you still smiled and whis


i'm the girl here now.Some days it's hard to look at pictures of the past. To be only reminded that others have held your hand, and kissed your lips. It's difficult to think that you let someone else in for a certain amount of time. That you told them your worries and troubles. But you know what makes me forget and smile to myself? Is the fact that those girls aren't here now.i'm the girl here now.
Only I am.


darling, this is goodbye. darling:darling, this is goodbye.
once upon a time your lips were much smoother, but now as you talk away they grow hard. How will you one day tell another woman you love her when the stars seem to slowly take that part away? hope fully one day you will touch them as you told me you would and steal back the part you've lost. i remember the way you kissed me and looking back, all i was for you was experience. a way to learn about pleasure and the lustful drug which you thrive off of. it sickens me how you turned something so pure as love, into such a perverse feeling. i wonder what would be your judgment will be w
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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I love dancing barefoot in the rain...I am this...crazy bird....
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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