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someone go for help...
Take this blade (a test of faith) and strike me deep and true... I put all my trust in you.

BASICS

Height:179 cm - 183 cm (5'11" - 6')
Weight:78 Kg - 82 Kg (171 lbs - 180 lbs)
Birthday:March 26, 1987
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Long term
Location:Saanich, Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada
Join Date:09:58pm | Nov 14, '05
Profile Updated:07:13am | Apr 22, '06
Last Active:02:10pm | May 25, '09

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Poetry
Art:Photography, Song Writing, Writing
Animals/Pets:Dogs
Music:Blues, Classic Rock, Country, Death Metal, Emo, Folk, Garage, Hardcore, Metal, Punk, Reggae, Rock, Ska, Acoustic
Sports:Hockey, Mountain Biking
Activities:Clubbing, Drinking, Listening to music, Partying

ABOUT ME

-Bree (I love you babe)


.once an angel, always an angel, your as close to heaven as I'll ever be.

Brittany;

You have taken over my soul,
And made it into something beautiful, something pure.
You have entered my world (and my heart)
And have proved yourself more than worthy of staying.
You are the last thought in my head before I fall asleep,
And the only one I miss when I wake up alone.
When I stare into your eyes I know that everything will be ok,
And that one day, all the pain of missing you will be worth it.
You give me hope for the future, a reason to live,
With you in my life I always have something to be grateful for.
The taste of your kiss will always be on my mind,
I am constantly longing for the next time we get to be alone.
The only time I feel like myself is with you in my arms,
The only time I am truly happy is when I can see you smile.
Some things are meant to be, and you are living proof that fate exists,
Some things are too precious to lose; I will never let you go.
I want to be with you no matter where you are, or what you are doing,
And I want to stay there until they day we die.
Growing old with you is the only way I will remain content,
One day, your eyes will become my medicine, and ill need you more than ever.
I have never felt this way about anyone before,
And will never feel this way about anyone again…
Because this is more than love; this is destiny,
And you are the only girl for me.

LIKES

...repent by you, and trust to figure out...and the blood from your nose matches your lipstick shade...i need somthing good to die for, to make it BEAUTIFUL to live... i lost my voice in the fire, i burned my eyes staring at your eclipes...now it is silver and silent, it is silver and cold, you in somber resplendance i hold...and when you love, love like youve NEVER been hurt...we lift our eyes, big surprise, kiss me goodbye...i immagine what my body would sound like, slamming against those rocks, and when it lands, would my eyes be closed or open?...god ill even lick your FUCKING picture...take this blade, a test of faith and cut me deep and true, i put ALL my trust in you...three months equals eternity and this will be SO hard...i looked at the cross, and i looked away, give you the gun, BLOW me away...spinning arms spread, crushing the tops, of mountains with my hands... here I lay (still and breathless) just like always...mabie music isent dead, mabie we just forgot what it FUCKING sounded like...if theres no one beside you when your soul embarks, than ill follow you into the dark...never caught my breath, my head on your chest waiting to cave in...part of me gets SICK part of me gets SORE...your dead fad is a FUCKING disaster...im FAR to comfortable this time...playing movies in my mind that make a PORNO feel like home...i chime in with the "havent you people ever heard of closing the God Damn door"?...in here were all anemic, in here ANEMIC and swet so GO GET YOUR KNIFE...we are the industry, we ARE the industry...drinks wont stain this BIRTH...as comfortable as a thrift store SWEATER and twice as worn in...jennifer, they LIED to you when they said you couldent breath under water...its not that I care (truly) but your THAT GIRL (with sharp teeth) who grabs at the wall (and pulls meat down)...Write your name on my chest in kerosene, spark a match, and you will NEVER be cold again...