Brittany Nicole.
Atlanta, Georgia.

Avid reader and writer. Passionate violinist. Elephant lover. Television enthusiast. Constant daydreamer. Fan of spontaneity .

Be patient.
Respond to every call that excites your spirit.
Ignore those that make you fearful
and sad, that degrade you
back toward disease and death.



I’ve never felt my stomach drop like that. Completely caught me off guard. Fuck.

So I just realized that somebody took my UGA jersey from my closet and replaced it with a Gators one. I’m going to kill him.


Now, I don’t know what to be without you around.

And we know it’s never simple, never easy.

Never a clean break, no one here to save me.

You’re the only thing I know like the back of my hand.

And I can’t breathe without you, but I have to.

I love how attentive you are. How you look at me. How every time I catch you, that giant smile spreads across your face. Seven years have gone by and that expression remains the same.

The best part is that I know it’s never going to change.

I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much.

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Everyone’s fucked up. You’ve just gotta decide what kinda fucked up you’re into.

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