Graduating.Getting a job.Moving out of Florida.College. Getting my license & my 4Runner :D
But, I got accepted into the Academy. Which is, like a second chance kinda school. I got accepted last Tuesday, & started Wednesday. It’s definitely weird being back in school, after being out of it for a year & a half. Getting used to it though, it’s nice (: They said I should graduate in May sometime (: I’m finally doin it ya’ll… & I’m hoping things will just slowly fall into place. I’ve sort of got a job, so I’ll be makin some money, & I’m working on my license now. I’m doing better, & finally looking up. Trying to keep my head up along the way (:
My family; is finally proud of me.. I told my grandmother that I got accepted, she cried & held me in her arms & told me how proud of me she was… I wanted to start crying so badly.. & my cousin; my aunt, they’ve all told me they knew I could do it, that they’re all so proud.. I cried… It feels so good to have people beliving in me, to have people look at me, & tell me how proud of me, they truly are… It truly is, the best feeling I’ve felt, in a long time
A recent picture of you & 15 interesting facts about yourself -
My name is Brytanee (Brittany) Deven Nicole Backus (Back-es). I’ll be twenty years old, on November 28th. I’ve made a lot of mistakes, & I mean A LOT. But, haven’t we all? Mistakes, are what makes us, who we are, & who we’re meant to be, no matter the extent of the mistake. I dropped out of high school, I eventually moved to Illinois; where I met, & got engaged to a guy, I met online seven years before. I’m trying to get myself, & my life back together. I’m wanting to finish up highschool; graduate; & then go to college to become a teenage psychologist. I love to help people; it is the one & only thing, I am truly good at.
Get a job.Graduate Highschool.Move out of my parents house.Go to college.Become a teenage psychologist.Make good or a decent amount of money.Get married before thirty.Buy a house in Georgia or Virginia.Get tons of dogs, & a cow xD Have kids before thirtyfive.
My name is Brytanee, I am twenty years old. I have too many mistakes in my story, so I gave up on writing it, life is taking me where I belong. I try to keep negative thoughts out, but I always end up dwelling on the negative. I have absolutely no idea where life is taking me, but I know where my ending is. I’m iffy on religion, but believe in my own ways. Most peoples minds are corrupted & full of lies. I mean what I say & say what I feel. I’m strong, but with the littlest things, I go weak. I live to hear peoples stories; the reasons to why they are who they are. I believe every story left un-told is a life wasted. I face more then anyone will ever know & stand up to a lot more then people think. I expect so little, but accept so much. I’ll bend over backwards for almost anyone & everyone - just don’t walk all over me. I’m complicated, but well understood - confusing? It’s because you don’t know me. I can walk away without a bit of emotion; but I can’t walk up to someone from my past without breaking. I strongly believe happiness is a choice - if you want to be happy, you will be. I stand still, because I don’t know whats next. But I take ten steps, just to prove I can make it without you.
I am a graduate of 2011! Better late, than never.
- feeling wanted
- finding out the person you like, likes you back
- when last minute plans work out
- sleeping in
- over-hearing someone say something nice about you
- spending lots of time with your best friends
- risking something and not getting caught
- random text messages
- realising you have more money then you think
- passing a test you thought you failed
- being told someone loves you
- compliments
- falling asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow
someone forgot to add “blowjob”
(Source: a-balam)
You were pronounced dead. A boy so young, choosing love or death. She left you anyway, thinking you’d be okay. Lastnight, you took a gun, held it to your head, & tried to take your life. Even with us all praying, god took you away. You were in critical condition all day, doctors telling us if you were to pull threw, you’d be in a vegitated state & pulling the plug would be the best mistake. I saw you just a couple weeks ago, in fourth hour, Mrs. Anderson’s American History, but for everyone else, they saw you just yesterday. It’s terrible to think I’ll never see your face again. We were never close, only talked a few times, but your absence will forever leave a whole in my heart. You are missed now, & you will be forever. I’ll keep your family in my prayers, & I will keep you in my heart till I see you again. I wish you were here, I wish I took the chance to get to know you, when I could. But that makes no difference now, I still miss you either way.
R.I.P Ace. You will forever be thought of, loved, cared for, & missed. People; school; & the world will forever be missing another great oppertunity. May you rest peacefully knowing we miss you, & for your name to be only used for good, & the good moments & things about you, they will never be forgotten.
I used you, to let the pain slip away,
The sweet release that flows through my veins,
It keeps my heart beating, constantly with pain.
The agony that flows throughout my body,
Has become the monster that controls me.
You helped me get through the days,
You were there to free me of all the pain.
I could turn to you at anytime, night or day,
You were always there to set me free.
You never let me down, you were always in plain sight,
Though no one else ever saw you.
We’d hide out in my room till the sun rised,
I’d let go of my walls, come tumbling down
Into your cold embrace, I’ve never felt a rush like this.
With every breath I take, a new promise from you is made.
In the hands of god, there is always a new day.
Everytime you are near,
You call for one last breath, one last taste, one last release.
I start to become numb, from the fear running down my arm.
With every scar that is broke open, I pray for this to be our last night.
When I wake in the morning, I beg & I plead, for you to leave.
I am addicted to your cold touch,
& the shivers that follow everytime,
I breathe in your promises of a new tomorrow.
You keep me coming back for more,
Your touch is what I strive for.
When I look in the mirror, & I don’t like what I see,
You are always there to comfort me,
To show me once again, how precious life can be.
I wait to see His face, I wait to ask Him,
Why all this has happened to me.
I am as tough as the ground I walk on,
But once you touch my skin, I can show my true colors once again.
One day you will bring me back to Him, I will repeat my prayer,
To His flawless face, I will beg & I will plead,
“Oh Father, please let thee be free.”
-Me.
reblog if you care.
Someone, is always there to listen, even when you feel like there isn’t*
(Source: defymygravity)
lets stop testing on animals.
i feel this is too important not to reblog to a lot of people.
ohmygod
Test on convicts or something. Or people on death row. Not innocent animals.
Animal testing, is animal cruelty. It’s pathetic, & sickening to even think that people get away with this type of shit.
