My name is Britt, and I write, obviously. I'm just another hopeless Neo-Gothic, Quasi-Emo girl that tries to give advice and help out people in need, regardless of my own problems whether it be through a poem or not. I suppose that needs to change, but it's just how I operate. I love thunderstorms (just like everyone else), cats, all things that go "Bump" in the night, anything that is cute and/or fuzzy like mice, gerbils, dogs, kittens, etc and Art. Music is nice too, but it just doesn't have that same therapeutic effect that expressing one's self on a piece of paper with a set of markers or pens does. I believe that there is a reason for everything and that there is no such thing as coincidence. That's just how I was raised, and that's how I've been rolling since I've been let lose upon this world!
- Last seen on May 25 2:58 PM. Member since February 21, 2006.
- I'm a supertopaz delight poet for 61 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is Somehow, I know he knew I'd waste my wish on him.
- I am a 15 year old girl from Pennsylvania (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student/ artist. I hope to have some of my art work published soon!.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/kurokitchi
- I have 61 comments
My Poetry
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It's funny how alone one can feel in a dark room with nothing more than that familiar glow of a computer screen. It's not that I'm complain4 lines, June 6, 2007. In Personal
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She has skin of porcelain and bright stars for eyes. / A river of honey-silk tresses flows down her back in exquisite curls down her her na20 lines, 1 comment, May 28, 2007. In Other
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I guess I never tried hard enough
To get you Stand By Me. -
Who said it was wrong to be the martyr?
Who said it was wrong to want to dream?6 lines, December 29, 2006. In Life
My Stories
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It hardly seemed fair. Why couldn't I have just let her fall to her death? Stupid boy. It's not like she even remembers you, so why do you even bother? She'll never love you again. She'll never be yours. / Why did I f
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It was raining. The air was cold and unforgiving in the post-autumn twilight. Cars sped by as I walked across the bridge; the traffic moving steadily forward. Looking up, I watched the moon and stars play hide-and-seek amon976 lines, June 6, 2007. In 600-2000 words, Other
Visitor Book
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KnivesTheGuardian on June 6, 2006Hello Lilith!! How's it going!! Just thought I leave a nice comment on your page, cause I'm nice like that. Have a great day!!!!
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Lilith Greywing on April 10, 2006Thank-you!
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redfire13 on April 10, 2006yeah it was good.
