Deep Exhale

I have a deep love for music. And visual art are my hobby. I try to be kind to everyone,but no ones an angel. Im gratefull for everything and everyone in my life, but i still have a very nostalgic feeling twords everything I once had. Im a firm believer in God, and thats about all you need to know about me. By the way my name is Brielle

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vodka makes miracles no We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/69795307/via/Khunrath

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The realest moment Cosby history lol

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my favorite episode

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Il est tant de beauté dans tout ce qui commence (Rainer Maria Rilke)

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We are all here for a reason on a particular path You don’t need a curriculum to know that you’re a part of the math Cats think I’m delirious but I’m so damn serious That’s why I expose my soul to the globe; the world I’m trying to make it better for these little boys and girls I’m not just another individual My spirit is a part of this that’s why I get spiritual But I get my hymns from Him So it’s not me, it’s He that’s lyrical I’m not a miracle, I’m a heaven sent instrument My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes For your soul and your mental That’s why I’m instrumental, vibrations is what I’m into Yeah I need my loot by rent day But that ain’t what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte I’m trying to get us “us free” like Cinque I can’t stop, that’s why I’m hot Determination, dedication, motivation I’m talking to you of my many inspirations When I say I can’t let you or self down If I were on the highest cliff, on the highest riff And if you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life In my grip I would never ever let you down And when these words are found Let it be known that God’s penmanship has been signed With a language called love That’s why my breath is felt by the deaf And while my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind I too dream in color and in rhyme So I guess I’m one of a kind in a full house Cause whenever I open my heart, my soul or my mouth A touch of God rains out