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Britney Kay, Your Author

Heartbreaker Photography is owned by Miss Diane Lynn. The new boutique will be opening early 2013 in the Taft/Maricopa/Bakersfield area. The images are copyrighted and may not be used without permission. Diane is a fantastic photographer that creates a relaxing, and most importantly, fun atmosphere. This was the first professional shoot I had done since I was 5 years old and I had a blast. Thanks for the opportunity! See more Heartbreaker Photography on Facebook.

Heartbreaker Photography

419 Center Street

Taft, CA 93268

(818) 309-7606

Tue - Sat: 10:00 am - 7:00 pm

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Just My Dream

May 22nd, 2007

If my memory serves me right, it was a Wednesday night, not too hot but a breeze was present enough to induce sweaters and light jackets. I was sitting alone in a strange new world, the locals often called the SAC. From above the stairs I could crawl into my favorite chair in the corner and secretly watch those below- and even drop in on some of their conversations. But today was a different night. It was not a time to sit and reflect and write stories of the sick people I knew nothing about but hated so deeply and knew everything and loved them as my subjects. No, this was a time for neither love, nor hate, nor reflection. I drifted away into my own world of audio to the soundtrack of bad 90's pop and R&B and new emo/lyrically unique sounding pop/punk. And I fell asleep.

My dream was magical and lovely and it felt so real. I dreamt of a true love. (Okay, I guess I lied.)

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Traffic at Night

Traffic at Night

Wishful eyes find the winding red lights ahead
Trailing behind, making the seventy-five drive of my Tuesday Thursday life
They lead me home, little embers of striking warning

Speed up; slow down, always in a rush
In this hour between cement ribbons
Twist, turn, shout together
Nissan is a time machine

Snaking from the other side, glorious white headlights
Reminisce of the morning commute, the gridlock on the ten freeway
Machines of delicacy, roads of familiar mystery
Speed up; slow down, always in a rush

In this hour between cement ribbons
Twirl, spin, screech together
Nissan is a time machine

c. Britney Kay, 2012

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Place Your Bets

Dec. 18th, 2009 at 2:01 PM

There's a scratching, screaming, tearing, thrashing, clawing thing inside my heart and I do believe it's taking over my mind as well.

I feel... I have something in my fingertips. Something fluid, flowing, silky, slithery, waiting to be thrown upon a blank white canvas.

But what is it? How can I move on from this darkness when I am still in love with it?

Life is a game that I can't help but play, trying my best to run astray but I just can't stay away.

How can I breathe within this escape? I am who I want to be, but who is really there in the mirror with the big green eyes? Such a competition.

I feel like I won a bet I never should have made in the first place.


I need to be alone for awhile.

A cool page I drew with pen.

June 10th-11th, 2007.

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Happy Is Good But It Makes Lame Poetry

June 2nd, 2007.

#1
Let's start over again. Hi, I'm Britney with a smile. I cry. I hide. I keep the pain inside.
Hey. I'm Jon with an awkward gesture. I fly. I lied. And I just try to survive.

L to the AM and back to the E. lol. What can I say?

#2
I feel happy again
Like when it all began
Smiles lingered
Nothing hindered
And the love only deepened

I'm letting go of the past
To make sure we last
Apart is too hard
Only end up scared
It's no good to end in a cast

#3
Just look at this fork as Just a bend
Or not even that. we can Only survive if we
Never stop trying. you are my Number one.
and
Because of all this love you've shown. Baby, we're gonna make it!
Reality and rules are no match for our Real love. They can stick
It up their a$$es cause I know
That we're meant to be Together
Nothing will ever tear us apart
Even if they try. Do
You believe me? Good!

A page from my notebook. 2007

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When I'm Left Alone

May 28th, 2007.

Has your heart ever pounded so fast and so hard that you felt like you swallowed Thumper?
Have you ever stayed up all night looking for someone's MySpace just to stare at it, waiting for it to tell you their secrets?
Have you ever gotten the urge to throw up when you heard a specific name or past event?
Have you ever hated a complete stranger so badly you just wanted to meet them once so you could rip their ugly, poofy hair out?
Has your body ever exploded into so much emotion you really had no idea you were crying?
Has a night ever passed where you wished on every planet and even the moon cause the stars just weren't big enough?

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