Some Things About Me

It really confuses and makes me happy and the same time if some one says that what I write is deep when I wasn't trying to do anything other than get my thoughts out of my mind

I love finding quotes and funny llittle facts!

I love music because it is the only way for me to truly express my emotions and what my mood is, without using words....because sometimes, words just don't cut it, there are things out there that need a word but they don't have one that fits

I love to write because I can let anything I want out, when I am writing, nothing matters because I know that no one can say anything bad about my inner thoughts
they should be thanking me right then for letting them into a small part of my soul

I love swimming because I can let out all of my anger, it can also sooth me whan I am sore or tired....it makes me feel free, all I have to do is put my head under and all of the yelling, screaming, nagging, worries go away instantly...

I love photography because it is the only time I can actually get across everythign I wanted to say without saying a word
All i do is simply look, point and shoot.
I love being able to capture somethings soul in an instant, and keep it forever

The things that I love I have so much passion for....I love them, they make me, me!

I don't hate, I only pity people who hate.

I feel sorry for those who only see the bad in people and that they can't look past that
to see that a person, even the worst of them
has all done something kind or good in their life!
I believe that every one can do good, I think it is a personal choice to not do good.

I am very openminded, I love hearing someones opinion of something, I love thinking about
things like that.
I like being able to say, "yea, I know what you are talking about, but this is a good point too" or, "I agree, and I am so happy that you were able to tell me that."

How Much He Means To Me

He should be calling me soon. I can't wait. I love him so much. Sometimes it actually hurts me. There is this deep aching feeling in my chest when I talk to him. Or even when I am just thinking about him. I have a need for him now. He makes me whole, he makes me feel good about myself; even when I don't want to. He makes me laugh when I'm angry, etc. He isthe only person who I know that can do this at all, let alone to me. I love him, and I mean that more than I ever have in my entire life. I could never live without him, let alone tryin the first place. He makes my skin turn to fire and my heart beat along to a fast rythim I love him so much. I wish that I didn't have so many problems, then I would be able to talk to him directly, and I wouldn't feel so worried and weird. I love him, I could never say it enough. I don't ever WANT to say it enough. I am happy where I am and I never want that to change. I love him. That is all I can say. Those three pathetic, often missunderstood, or missused words are the only thing that I have to expess myself. I think that it is a major understatement, but any more powerful words, illude me. I love him.That is what I am limited to. But I think that untill I, or someone else, invents a better word or phrase, I will be limited to those three limp words. But I mean them with all of my heart.

You Dare To Judge Me?

People seem to think it wierd that I dress in almost all black and still have an upbeat additude most of the time.

I think that categorizing how people should act, based off of their clothes is ludacris!

I wear black.

So what?

I like the feeling of the darkness, and the things in it attract me.

That doesnt mean that I have to go around moaning my sorrows, or that I blog because I want pity.

NO!

I do things because I like to!

I strted this blog to vent my feelings, no matter what they were.

I am not here to be popular.

Yea, people reading my writings makes me happy.

But that is not the reason of my posts.

The reason I post is for ME and ME only!

Do not be conceted.

I like to wear black, and I am happy about that.

Get over it.

I am not a clone.

I am not another barbie, or just another emo or goth chick.

The only way to describe the way I am is my name.

I am Gabrielle!

My Dream Of Snow

I love snow, its sweet caress on my cheek making my face look like I have been crying small tears of cold ice. My heart aches to be like snow, beautiful and dangerous. I want to be able to make a man fall to his knees with one touch of my graceful white hands. I want to be able to hear all of the secrets whispered into the winter wind. I want to be able to bring couples closer together by just being there. People may think I am a hindrance but they are deep down actually glad that I came for I bring a time of celebration and togetherness. I want to be the snow.