: : sighs: : nothing realli to say..the name would be Brittaney....Im 16 and i live in a shitty little town.
Erm im not very social...im bitchy, nerdy, retarded, i think to much, i cry alot...im pretty depressing lol
i have a myspace....
dont juss add me to have another number on your friends list.
add me cause you wanna talk. :)
thats the reason why i have so little friends. cause most don't even talk to me, and it pisses me off.
so, talk to me. damn it :)
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Comments about brittaney hitzler
I looked at you, saddness took over,
I closed my eyes, and heard screams and cries,
I grabbed a knife, and walked slowly into the dead of night,
bloody tears started to stream down my face,
I have grown cold, you couldn't have been saved,
I blacked out, because of the rage,
when i awoke, i stood there dazed,
I tried to walk but sliped and fell,
because your blood was covering the floor,
I looked in the mirror, saw the knife in your side
and smiled to myself, this is the day you die.