My Papercut Chronicles

me!

Hey :) Um....here's a LITTLE bit about me! Believe me, you must be really special if you're reading this. You must be amazing if you understand it. If you talk to me about it, you're just spiffy. My name is Gabrielle. I like that my name splits in two.

Gabby:
Hey, I'm Gabby! I'm really friendly and I love giving hugs! I go to Catholic school and I get pretty good grades. I have the best friends in the world, and I'm always open for more. I'm still trying to figure out exactly what makes sense in my life. I have two passions, one that carries more weight than the other. Basketball is one, I can't really bring myself to stop. That means something, right? And music. I wouldn't be here without it. I sing, and that's truely what I want to do. Maybe one day I'll do that. I'm working on it :) . I'm thankful to God for my life. It's been hard sometimes, but who's hasn't, right?


Brielle:
Hey, hoe. I'm Brielle. Don't fuck with my friends, and I won't fuck with you, okay? Umm..I play basketball because I love it, and it's good for my figure. I sing, because I have to. Music is what got me through the hardest of times: cutting, forcing myself to learn how to stop, and those lonely times when you know there's just no one that could understand.
I need Gabby. She nourishes me, and she lets me out when I need some air. She can write and sing whatever I need to be told. But she can't sing like I can, and you have to be extremely spiffy for me to let you here me sing. I have the sweetest ass in my class :) but I let Gabby take credit. I spoil that chick so much! I take the pain for her when the worst times come. In an ugly situation, I let her sleep, and I come out. I can be destructive, or I can be powerful. Gabby's sweet and I don't want her to get fucked up, so it's my turn to shine when she can't handle the pressure. When things get hard, but she can handle it, I'm the one that makes her suck it up.
She's the cute one. I'm the hot one. She's the photographer, I'm the model. She's the singer, I'm the lyrics and the voice within. I'll explain more later, but for now, that's all you need to know.

I love you, no matter who you are.
Gabrielle ♥♥




Swimming In A Pool Of Thoughts

I’m reading Go Ask Alice, a book I’ve heard so much about and I’m suppose to read it for school.

Well, it already has me thinking about things. The girl in the book received a long letter from this special guy she’s into. It just got me thinking….

Letters from a guy. Just cute pen-palling. How much fun would that be?

Private? Getting a sealed envelope, hiding it for your eyes only.

Pretened? Like sneaking around with an unavalible guy, cheating by mail. That’s sexy, isn’t it?

Old-fashioned? Like how they did before the phenomenon of emailing and IMing and texting.

Desirable? Waiting those hours or days before the mail arrives, because it’s not instant and on a screen, but it’s a piece of paper than he was held as he wrote, or might have even kissed.

LOL, yeah, I’m getting out of control with this imagination, but wouldn’t that be fun? If you’re reading this and you want to be my pen-pal, let me know ;P

But:

I know this is ridiculous, but it’s the first good book I’ve read in months, and I’m such a lonely, lonely girl….. :P

lol, there I go again! Give a girl a night of hot dancing in Shanice’s basement and this is what you get!

Okay, well back to this wonderful piece of literature.

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gabby br!elle

August 16, 2009
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