I've decided to post a bit again, if anyone remembers me anymore. =P
I was crazy into this for a couple years, until I was 12, I think.
I only have a couple poems that are recent,
but more will come.
i don't really know what to say about me,
and sometimes it's tempting to say i don't know most things,
but that's a lie. no, not a lie, an excuse-
i feel a world inside of me,
stretching and changing all the time.
i feel truth. it will take me an infinite number of poems and paintings,
kisses, moments, to convey that; i don't think i could ever be finished.
but that's art, i think. that uncertainty
that sense of infinity. and another thing,
we're all connected. realizing that is my happiest, sweetest accomplishment so far in life.
i don't think there's such a thing as god, or anything like that. there's just love,
call it what you want. the most beautiful things are love.
i'm open to everything, i'm passionate and intense,
but i'm also a fourteen year old girl.
there's the angst, the hormones zooming about,
the seemingly impossible journey towards believing your own truth,
and a bunch of other typical stuff and trippy shit,
but i know that everything is another colour thread sewn
into the rich tapestry of my life.
i think this is what i'm meant to do.
this is art.
i like music (the beatles, regina spektor, judy garland, gregory and the hawk, among others), books (libba bray, francesca lia block, random others from every section of the library), nature, makeup, to be reckless and party sometimes, meaningful conversations, junk food
=]
I was crazy into this for a couple years, until I was 12, I think.
I only have a couple poems that are recent,
but more will come.
i don't really know what to say about me,
and sometimes it's tempting to say i don't know most things,
but that's a lie. no, not a lie, an excuse-
i feel a world inside of me,
stretching and changing all the time.
i feel truth. it will take me an infinite number of poems and paintings,
kisses, moments, to convey that; i don't think i could ever be finished.
but that's art, i think. that uncertainty
that sense of infinity. and another thing,
we're all connected. realizing that is my happiest, sweetest accomplishment so far in life.
i don't think there's such a thing as god, or anything like that. there's just love,
call it what you want. the most beautiful things are love.
i'm open to everything, i'm passionate and intense,
but i'm also a fourteen year old girl.
there's the angst, the hormones zooming about,
the seemingly impossible journey towards believing your own truth,
and a bunch of other typical stuff and trippy shit,
but i know that everything is another colour thread sewn
into the rich tapestry of my life.
i think this is what i'm meant to do.
this is art.
i like music (the beatles, regina spektor, judy garland, gregory and the hawk, among others), books (libba bray, francesca lia block, random others from every section of the library), nature, makeup, to be reckless and party sometimes, meaningful conversations, junk food
=]
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- I am a 15 year old girl (Canada)
- When I'm not writing, I'm student.
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I register now that I am one step up- one more level above the mediocrity from whence I came; a pit of hyper exploitation, stereotypes, and angst. Yet I cannot help but remembe400 lines, 3 comments, March 12, 2006. In <200 lines, Fantasy
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Theater Of Dreams : Little Lady on November 16, 2008I am so proud you mentioned my name...when we both were saying our farewells.
I hope you are well and growing into the amazing young Lady I just KNEW you would.
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Miss Chievous : Come Back!!!! on July 18, 2007I miss you! I will see you sometime!
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Calvin-Hobbes : I wish you were at your old place Again! on June 29, 2007We will be seeing you hopefully this August!
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tsarina on June 5, 2007oh no... ap will miss your wonderful poetry.
