If you’re going to snow, snow hard. If you’re not going to snow, don’t snow at all. I’m tired of all this snow for a day, melt the next bullpoo. Ooh, and when you do decide to snow, start at like, 3 in the morning next weekish so I don’t have to go to school. Please and thank you, Me.
My dad must be God-like. He never does anything wrong. He never misplaces the remote, he never leaves a light on, he doesn’t leave the sink running while he brushes his teeth. He is inhumanly perfect. At least that’s what he thinks. You see, my dad has it backwards. The truth is that my dad humanly imperfect. He doesn’t understand that it is okay to make mistakes. Though...
You’re breaking your mind by killing the time that kills you.
And if you don't love me,
Let me go.
I got a laptop for Christmas!
And a bunch of other really cool stuff! Thanks mom! Merry Christmas everyone. :3
I just got creamed!!!!– My Grandma. She bit into an eclair and the ice cream exploded all over her.
Girls make me sick.
They’re mean, rude, inconsiderate, and selfish. I know first hand. I don’t exactly expect anything less, but I don’t think I should have such low expectations for every single one of them. Everything in the girl world is a competition. Who looks better than who, who dated who first, who knows about who/what better, who does this better, who can out do who, it’s a...
Ten Favorite Places To Be: 1. In my bed. 2. On Kenny’s basement couch. 3. In Alex’s house. 4. In the shower. 5. On the toilet. 6. In a bathtub. 7. In my room. 8. On this half wall in my living room. 9. Under the Christmas tree. 10. Under Cheddar. :3 Nine ‘Weird’ Things About You: 1. Touches on the shoulder give me shivers. 2. Loud noises make me cry. 3. I love the GAP commercials....
Dear people who keep reblogging my stuff.
FOLLOW ME AND EVERYTHING IS ALRIGHT… ? :3
That’s right, Bri. Put those pants on.– Nana.
I don't know why you feel obligated to compete...
Zero competition . I won. Whatevs.
Bold the things that apply? Why not.
I’m loud. I’m obnoxious. I’m sarcastic. I’m cocky. I cry easily. I have a bad temper. For the most part, I don’t like people. I’m easy to get along with. I like to fight. I have more enemies than friends. I drink coffee. I clean my room daily. My Appearance I’m shorter than 5’5. I wear makeup. I wear a piece of jewelry at all times. I wear contacts. I wear glasses. I’ve had braces. I have...
I wish he could see through you.
Like I can. The other side of you. The side that isn’t so pretty. Also: I C’SEE RIGHT THROUGH YA’ LIKE YA’ BATHIN’ IN WINDEX. OOH, OOH, OOH.
Ooh, sweet little Japanese 7 year old girl.
Kenny, Brooke and I were eating pizza rolls:
Brooke went to grab a pizza roll.
Kenny: "NO! THAT ONE'S MINE!"
Brooke: "I don't care. I gonna eat it."
Kenny: "I'm gonna to eat you!"
(Kenny and I bust out laughing.)
Brooke: "Bribree, why is he laughing? Kenny! WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? Wait. You can't eat me! Your mouth isn't big enough!"
(We laughed harder.)
Kenny: "You're right, it's not."
Brooke: "Well I'm gonna eat you!"
Kenny: "You can't. You're mouth isn't big enough."
Brooke: "A bear could."
(We kept laughing.)
Kenny: "Nope! I'm too big!"
Brooke: "It could eat a baby!"
Kenny and I: -GASP.- "HAHAHAHA."
Dear Nate Ruess,
Your voice gives me shivers sometimes! Love, BriBree.
Walking the dog.
How you lost your mind, and your wrist got bruised, and you wanted better love when it was sleeping in your bedroom. Hold on. Stay on my side. Don’t go. :3
hey, kel. sorry i keep calling u and hangign up on you. im driving around...– Kim, my mom’s best friend. Isn’t texting while driving illegal? Since my mom read my texts, I felt it was only fair to read hers, too. The first message in the inbox was as far as I needed to go. I wonder what my mom is listed in her phone as… xD
My body is covered in footsteps.
Get it? People walk all over me because I’m too nice of a person to say anything about it. And when I do stand up for myself, people think I’m being rude, bitchy, or a spaz. And I let them get mad at me. Why? Because my body is covered in footsteps.
You're trying to push my buttons, and I can tell.
Too bad for you, I’m wearing a zipper.
This Is SO Cool For Me
dancox: Last night I went to the Dave Melillo show with mah boy Matty P and had an awesome time. Got Dave to play The First Single, Born To Run, American Girl, and Party In The USA. Also, I joined him on stage to sing Don’t Stop Believin. Totally awesome time. I also had a mini-photoshoot with him at a booth at the bar. Him and I talked for about 5 minutes, and then he had to go get ready for...
You're indoors, where the sun can't hurt your...
Take off your sunglasses. Thank you, Maria.
And as our eyes start to close,
I turn to you, and I let you know that I love you.
Some of the things that make every second of life...
Overhearing someone say something nice about you. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. Having really sweet dreams. Having really scary dreams. Setting your alarm clock, and realizing it’s Saturday. Taking a long bubble bath. Remembering good memories. Realizing you’re over something/someone. Taking really cute pictures that everybody likes. ...
The jellyfish. It swims through the salty, murky ocean without a thought. The jellyfish. It swims unnoticed. A jellyfish. The heartless, brainless, bloodless, sleepless, thoughtless, jellyfish. How do they survive? What do they do? Can they think? They’re mysteries to the world as we know it. Like you. At least, that’s how they see you. A mystery. No heart, no brain, no blood, no...
I hate black peoples hair. If I were black, I’d shave my hair off and get...– Alex.
The grass might be greener on the other side.
But the the pavement is looking pretty smooth today.
So are you.
Is my guilty pleasure. I love to work out to it, and not one of her songs sounds the same as another. Even though her songs get annoying and are way over played, I still like them. :3 Oh. And she’s fricken weird as hell.
It's about time you wake up and smell the tapioca.
I know I should.
Why in the world
Does every freshman girl tell or ask me something about my best friends? I just got a text that read “hey i just saw dancox walking on 14.” Why does anyone think I give a flying flapjack? It’s so weird. Nobody even has normal conversations with me anymore. Just people asking me about Kenny, or telling me about Dan or Jake or somebody. I don’t care. I know them well enough...