What happened to the Old Tumblr?

Just because you're breathing.. doesn't mean you're alive.

Angels in the Army <3
My name is Brittini Marie Sisneroz. 19. Midwest City, Oklahoma. Freshmen in College. Talkative. Outgoing. Friendly. Sarcastic. I'm young, free, & I'm living my life for me. I'm only completely certain about a few things.. I know I'm different. I know I'm loved. & I know I'm in love with my best friend. I'm still trying to figure the rest of me out.

I am not like you..
so don't ever think you're like me.

I've found passion in capturing; words, beauty, ideas, moments. My life is a mess of all of them, an absolute mess. They spill from my lips and fingertips. I keep the rest locked away in my thoughts. To put it simply, I would rather live my life than sit at a desk & learn about it. I may not know every detail of the respiratory system but I still know how to breathe. & even breathing takes a close second to the circulatory system. My heart can pump blood, as well as compose love. I see my future through my own eyes. I'm alive; I'm aware; & I'm scared. But I’m not afraid to stand out, & I do. I’m not your average teenager. I'm nothing like you, I'm new. I appreciate everything I have, but I still hide; I’m insecure. I do things I’m not proud of. I suffer from anxiety; I’m weak. I mean, the fake friends were....fun, but now I've broken out of my cocoon of insecurities & I'm a butterfly. So watch me as I spread my wings & soar.

Advice? Don't stop dreaming, never just 'accept' yourself. Create yourself, become who you want to be. Don't be scared to change. The truth is I couldn't fit in if I tried. So instead of hiding, I decided to own it. I'm not made for cliques or scenes. For me mediocrity was, & is never an option. I'm no billboard, no stereotype. I'm barely even human. "You are beautiful, in every single way, words can't bring you down." This is for every person who is scared to be themselves, alone in this world. Wishing they were created a different way, so that they wouldn't have to experience heartache or loneliness. The ones that want to know what love might feel like. For every confused soul trying to figure out who they're meant to be. I'll be there for you, I'll help you see.

If you honestly believe no one cares about you, talk to me... & I promise you, with all my heart, I will <3

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April 24, 2011

What happened to the Old Tumblr?

No regrets, just love.

Never a failure ; always a lesson.