I admit it, my feelings are only understandable when they are put into words. I find it hard to do anything without being reminded now. I hope you like it.
Something I recently wrote based off of a friendship.
Another one shot from my old blog. Inspired by my situation with a friend at the time.
Old text I wrote on my old, old blog. I like it, and I wanted to share it.
Tears. Or more accurately, the lack thereof.
Happy Internatinal MCR day. a poem for you, for her, for him, for them, for us.
About loss, lies and things that should not be kept secret.
Lyrics. I'm doing my own thing now.
Keep your pants on. Shitty ending. Not happy with it >:/
But I'll never tell anyone. Lyrics?
Secrets spark me out. God, will I ever stop writing emo poetry? >
Basically I regret a lot of things I've done in my life.
A note from me to me. I have abandoned writing for too long, and now I am unsure if I still have any form of talent left. This is officially my personal kick in the (expletive word here).