I'm sad you went the way you did. You really had bright horizons, Kid. I know you might've lost your way, But maybe, you'll be back someday.
a poem for the "poet"
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I'm sad you went the way you did. You really had bright horizons, Kid. I know you might've lost your way, But maybe, you'll be back someday.
a poem for the "poet"
I can't tell what I'm feeling right now but it's a good feeling.
3.8.17
I don't know where you got this idea that we are the same. Please understand that I think differently than you. Please understand that I love differently than you do. Please understand that I hurt differently than you do. Please understand that I act different than you do. Finally, please understand that I am grateful every day that I am different from you.
please understand
10,000 Followers Celebration!
Thank you all for 10,000 followers! If I had known my writing would become this popular, I would have started a long time ago.
As a bit of a celebration for reaching such a big milestone for me, I’d like to propose an opportunity. I’m currently working on a long prose piece: possibly a future novel or short story. I’ve set a deadline of March 30th for the first chapter (and possibly a second) being finished, and I’d like beta readers to help me out!
If you’re interested, I will be choosing a total of 5 beta readers who will work with me throughout the entire process. I’ve set up a sort of giveaway style picking process for this!
If this gets barely any notes by next week (2/26/17), I’ll delete this post.
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I have a fairly common name. So when I see my friends posting about a new person with the same name, I feel a little sad. When I get calls and texts that I don't understand and am told "oh. wrong person", I feel a little upset. But what really hits home is when you aren't the person they first think of when your name is said. It hurts a hell of a lot more when you've been replaced by someone with your same name.
identity theft
I don't want to be like all of the others. I want to be different. I want to convey a story. I will not be silenced. I will not be stopped. I will only continue the way I want to shine.
i will go on
I don't know what I'm looking for. Maybe I'm looking for a sign to tell me what to do. Perhaps I'm searching for that confidence for me to do something. Or I'm just wanting something to happen for me. I just want something. Anything.
this is your sign to make it happen
While you might be the life of the party, Why are you looking for the wallflower?
where are you looking?
As I enter your blog I felt a mini heart attack because of the two letter you put in your description but I know you’re different person. Nevertheless, my heart may not know who you are yet but I hope you won’t stop spilling astonishing words and let the world feel the sincerity in every letter you write. Stay amazing.
I will not be told how to live. I will live as I want. I will love as I want. And I will be as I want. But don’t expect me to listen when you try to tell me how I should live my life as you want
live and let me live
I wonder how many people remember me in passing. I wonder how many people know me when I don’t know them. I wonder how many people have heard a story from my life. I can’t help but wonder how many people mark me in their memories, when I probably didn’t even catch them in my view.
memory in passing
I cared. I really cared. I cared when you had your panic attacks and helped calm you down. I cared when you needed help thinking through your dark thoughts. I definitely cared. But you stabbed me in the back. You left me in the dust. And I didn’t want to believe you’d hurt me like that. Then I saw you act like I’m some jester to laugh at. And when I confronted you about it, you made yourself the victim as if I was a horrible witch to you all the time. I definitely cared. Now you are on your own.
Excerpt from a book I will never write #1214 (via excerptsofstories)
I was hooked at minute one. The way you strutted across the floor was enchanting and how your dark brown hair bounced as you moved was captivating. Once you turned around I saw your dark eyes and bright smile which got me flustered. Our “quick chat” amounted to an hour and I knew you were a wonderful thing crossing my path. I hope to get to know you more. I hope I get to see you again.
see you soon (?)
I thought I had you. For a slight moment, I thought I had you. I thought you and I would be different. We became so close in such a short time and I thought you genuinely cared about me. You didn’t play games with me. I thought we could actually be something. I thought wrong. Days going on to weeks going onto months with little to no contact. But I do know one thing. We made an impact on one another. And we will always be in each others’ memories. At least memories don’t change, while people do.
Excerpt from a book I will never write #635 (via excerptsofstories)