thoughts – brittany given.

journal sixty-two.

I love poetry but I am not so great at sharing my words— dishing out compliments does not come so easily to me I think it’s because of the obviousness how it’s so easy to see how much adoration I have for you that speaking such simple words are lousy but how silly is thatContinue reading “journal sixty-two.”

journal sixty-one.

lovers to strangers strangers to lovers we long for one and feel like death in the other but for the chance for it won’t we cry ourselves to sleep? wake up in bed, still dark and, yet, hope to dream remember the joy that love could be? won’t we? won’t we pick up those glasses,Continue reading “journal sixty-one.”

journal sixty.

do you feel pretty today? yes do you wonder how long it will last? yes

journal fifty-nine.

the city of lights — if you don’t watch out it might just swallow you whole but then again maybe it will anyways the city of lights — remember how lonely it felt? as people passsed you by but how beautiful to watch them speed through their lives how do I become one of them?Continue reading “journal fifty-nine.”

journal fifty-eight.

are you lonely or are you alone here we do not know the difference

journal fifty-seven.

I almost died today, and I mean that in the most literal sense. Driving along the street, green light, a car turned wrong, I tensed “Babe-“, the word barely left my mouth before a loud bang occurred And there was smoke and airbags and questioning of what I had heard And thoughts of “oh shit”Continue reading “journal fifty-seven.”

journal fifty-six.

on days I feel like life is against me I try to remember she’s got a lot more shit to give so why waste time in the anger in the groveling and the pain we’ve got a long way to go from here

journal fifty-five.

people are not commodities but you seem to think they’re one? calling on me when it’s convenient and a lack of effort when you’re done you see, you can be hurt by ex-lovers but what really takes the tea is when people you’ve held close as friends aren’t the type of friend you thought they’dContinue reading “journal fifty-five.”

journal fifty-four.

I’ve learned so many things From not being with the person I first thought I would end up with It’s given me more life new dreams and so much sweeter love dear exes, thank you for breaking my heart so I could grow stronger in its place

journal fifty-three.

I broke my nails today Snapped two straight in half And at first, I couldn’t believe I did it I was in pain, yes, but I almost laughed You see, I was moving my mattress by myself Miss Strong, Independent Woman that I am And that shit is heavy But clearly I didn’t give aContinue reading “journal fifty-three.”