i

had

some

buttons.

but i lost them.

We always forget,
choose not to remember,
watch time eat us,
watch us eat us.
Everything’s about eating.
Time is made up of eating and eateries and entrées.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

am fed up. just because you're grumpy and stuff doesnt mean you have to take it out on innocent parties (in this case - yours truly). sigh. but out of respect, i'll behave as i should. i know my place.

and i hate it when people piss me off, and then expect me to be alright with it at the next moment and all happy and shit. whatever. i'll be patient but further use of me as a punching bag of sorts will not result in anything pleasant. i know you're going through shit but so is everyone else so please keep that in mind the next time you intend to blow up at me for something i obviously have had nothing to do with. sigh.

i'm not as wonderful as you intended me to be. and i've made a lot of mistakes in my life, a lot of which i'd undo if i could, but these mistakes have made me who i am today. everyone screws up, but if you keep constantly reminding me of them, i'm never going to be able to move past them properly. and stop with the comparisons and the exaggerations. i have my vices, you have yours. if we're not entitled to them once in a while, it's gonna drive us all insane. so give me some space and let me breathe a little.

i'm trying. and it's always gonna be shit. but please know that i'm trying. with everything on my plate, the least you could do is give me some credit for that. 

because i'm queing, i'm waiting.

hola!
my name's brin.
i'm not Spanish, i just like using the word "hola".
i'm twenty-one, but only til' next year.
if you bring alan rickman to my house, i'll marry you.
okay, maybe not, but i'll give you some chocolate for the ride back.

just so i won't get arrested.

Thanks to:

Terry Richardson, for the lovely Macaulay Culkin photo which i've edited.

Celestial Star Brushes and Inobscuro Brushes.

Photobucket for hosting my crap.

And the words are by yours truly.

Remember, i love you, so don't rip me off.

Or else, í'll have to spank you.

behind, behind.

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