I don't know how often I will write nowadays... I might not write for a while. I usually write when I find something wrong with me that I need to figure out... writing helps me with it but lately I seem to be relatively happy and allright with what's going on in life.
I'm usually inspired easily but I'm almost never inspired at a time when I can write about it... which sucks... but I don't think I'm that great of a writer anyways.. I don't even have that wide of a vocabulary.
I'll try to find things to write about and write during some of my free time... it's always good to try to improve.
Things are strange but allright right now... I just need to adjust to certain things... and that might bring me to writing sometimes.
I find amuzement or beauty in some strange things... that I notice people think I'm strange for... I find beauty/interest in many psychiological phenomenons that go on in a person's mind. However, I know that I can NEVER help a person whith any problems they might have so I don't really seek becoming a psycholigist... I dunno... I'm just really interested but I don't think I've ever truly helped anyone so...there ya go. I just think I do better as just an observer. I like thinking deeply on a lot of subjects... it lets me know a little bit more about how I am... and I try to see things equally in another person's eyes (which is hard because I have to try to figure out how the person thinks which I usually don't like to do because I see it as slightly manipulative)
I STILL don't know what I want to be in life but I guess I'll figure it out and play it by ear... I'll find something I love to do... I know it. But in the meantime, I've got nothing. Lol.
I guess I've got nothing else to say... bye, then.
I'm usually inspired easily but I'm almost never inspired at a time when I can write about it... which sucks... but I don't think I'm that great of a writer anyways.. I don't even have that wide of a vocabulary.
I'll try to find things to write about and write during some of my free time... it's always good to try to improve.
Things are strange but allright right now... I just need to adjust to certain things... and that might bring me to writing sometimes.
I find amuzement or beauty in some strange things... that I notice people think I'm strange for... I find beauty/interest in many psychiological phenomenons that go on in a person's mind. However, I know that I can NEVER help a person whith any problems they might have so I don't really seek becoming a psycholigist... I dunno... I'm just really interested but I don't think I've ever truly helped anyone so...there ya go. I just think I do better as just an observer. I like thinking deeply on a lot of subjects... it lets me know a little bit more about how I am... and I try to see things equally in another person's eyes (which is hard because I have to try to figure out how the person thinks which I usually don't like to do because I see it as slightly manipulative)
I STILL don't know what I want to be in life but I guess I'll figure it out and play it by ear... I'll find something I love to do... I know it. But in the meantime, I've got nothing. Lol.
I guess I've got nothing else to say... bye, then.
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- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 120 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "grawreh?".
- I am a girl from Texas (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Work, Band, School, learning things, or with people I love... hopefully. lol..
- I have 120 comments, 1 column, 2 poems, 7 stories
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I lay down in between the dresser and bunk bead with blood dripping down the back of my head. I was merely 4 at that time. We had just moved into our new house with all the fur739 lines, 3 comments, July 19, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
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The human I had killed looked up and me with his wide open dead eyes. I didn't like that smirk on his face. I desire to rip it off. I feel a presence upon me as I slay this nig407 lines, 2 comments, July 17, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
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I awoke at night in the coffin that Aerian lied me down in. When I opened the door and sat up. I saw Aerian sitting to my right with a mask on. He leaned towards me for a kiss.523 lines, 4 comments, July 14, 2005. In <200 lines, Other
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