words and people make me happier than anything.
i never stop falling in love with either.
"No place is boring, if you've had a good night's sleep and have a pocket full of unexposed film." -Robert Adams
"To love another person is to see the face of God." -Victor Hugo
"At twilight, nature is not without loveliness, though perhaps its chief use is to illustrate quotations from the poets." -Oscar Wilde
"An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come." -Victor Hugo
"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another." -Madonna
"There is a prospect greater than the sea, and it is the sky; there is a prospect greater than the sky, and it is the human soul." -Victor Hugo
i never stop falling in love with either.
"No place is boring, if you've had a good night's sleep and have a pocket full of unexposed film." -Robert Adams
"To love another person is to see the face of God." -Victor Hugo
"At twilight, nature is not without loveliness, though perhaps its chief use is to illustrate quotations from the poets." -Oscar Wilde
"An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come." -Victor Hugo
"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another." -Madonna
"There is a prospect greater than the sea, and it is the sky; there is a prospect greater than the sky, and it is the human soul." -Victor Hugo
- Last seen on Nov 10 10:04 AM. Member since September 20, 2004.
- I'm a jade dragon poet for 271 comments.
- I am a 18 year old girl from California (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm in love with something..





- I have 271 comments, 2 contests, 2 columns, 122 poems, 2 stories
My Poetry
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Much have I traveled in the realms of gold,
Soaking burnt beams into fragile skin.14 lines, October 8 -
20 lines, August 18
My Stories
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i am comfortable with writing to the point that sometimes i cannot rely on speech. i know which words will stutter at my lips and stagger backwards like all the drunk high scho375 lines, 2 comments, January 13, 2006. In <200 lines, Other
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I was only eight when it happened. Eight years old, sitting at a train station, just me and my aunt. And then my aunt just wasn’t there. It was that simple. I remember looking546 lines, 5 comments, October 22, 2004. In <200 lines, Fiction
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the atlantic on September 8, 2008hi
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just scribbles on October 2, 2006i love how you love t.s. eliot and c.s. lewis. and i, too, love Jesus and summer and bonfires and root beer floats and bonding and twilight and all those amazing things you listed. we should be friends.
so, pretty much, anonymity doesn't work for me because it's way too awkward. and by now you probably can tell who this is. hopefully. so yeah, i decided to follow your trend and get an account and learn how to write poetry. because you inspire me.
and i added you to my favorites but you were my favorite before, hello. -
Father G 23 on July 23, 2006nvm
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Father G 23 on July 23, 2006what part of CA do you live in?
