|Favorite book:||Anything by Chuck Palahnuick :)|
|Member Since:||Jul 16, 2010|
I paint, I draw, I write. I'm a 18 year old introvert. I live with SAD, which I think I do alright with. I'm the girl that's there for anyone for anything at the drop of a hat, but I usually am on my own when I'm in need of support. That's why I write, it get's me through the rough times. It would be really great to hear feedback :)
"wise men couldn't see it in they dreams but up rose the poets from the speed queens and the weed fiends speakings dissected deciphered by the undernourished purists no longer is it a get over situation what are you really saying? (do you think she's listening?) what are you really saying? (do you think she's really listening?) what are you really saying? (do you think she's really listening?) do you think she's listening?"
"yo she's the kinda girl that doesn't want no relationship but damn i think she's kinda cool but damn just be patient kid regular basis with sex for quite a while puppy chased his tail, caught it yo he wants the idol now never should have brought it like that cause now when i think about it and look back i'll never forget the way she laughed when i asked if the only way i'll ever get to see her is when she's on her back"
My thoughts are always scattered in a thousand different places. I'm sick of people going through each other. I'm sick of people who lack empathy. I want human connection. I want words to come through peoples lips that have actual meaning. It seems everyone has a thousand friends but everyones still lonely because our friends have no real meaning. Friendship now seems to just be a metaphor for the longing of connection. Let's stop looking at people for what they can do for us. Let's really get to know each other. Let's be real and stop playing games.
I'm awful with words until they are bleeding ink onto paper, or emotion punched into a keyboard. My voice cannot think aloud. So writing means a lot to me. Without it, I wouldn't be able to understand my own thoughts.