Abby Writes Things

I write things sometimes. Sometimes often, other times, not.

[writerabbylynn]

The Good Things make me want to stay. But I don’t want to stay. Staying is too hard.

//Another Story I’ll Never Finish

[writerabbylynn]

[writerabbylynn]

A crater has opened up in the middle of my chest, and darling, I can't live like this.

[writerabbylynn]

You've grown up being left behind. Everyone has because everyone leaves. Everyone leaves in one way or another, and they stay in small ways because of the marks that they make in your life. They die, but they've left memories. They break your heart, but they don't take your feelings with them when they go. They tell you they love you, and the words travel on the wind. Then one day you realize: that's you. You'll be leaving soon and staying in some way, and it breaks your heart. You know how that feels, but to be the one to finally do it seems exciting. You mourn and rejoice at the same time. You realize it's easier than you ever would have thought.

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[writerabbylynn]

When NaNo hasn't even started yet, and it's already on three windows

[writerabbylynn]

[writerabbylynn]

I listen, but I'm never heard.

[writerabbylynn]

Writing is such a release for me that it's a type of daily therapy.

[writerabbylynn]

My accomplishment for the summer:

I hit 10,000 words the day before school starts.  Yeah, it still doesn't have a name. I should probably work on that.

[writerabbylynn]

"Maybe the worst part of growing up, for me at least, was realizing that I wasn't living in some fictional world that I so often read about. It hit me hard one day when I pissed my dad off that I couldn't lash out against him the way he was lashing out at me. There was no way for me to be heard and unlike the characters in my my favorite books, my town was way too small to runaway in. No, I decided after giving it a lot of thought one night, it would be stupid to try to runaway. It would feed the fire."

[writerabbylynn]

Back to writing today. Now. Right this second.

This.

This is going to feel great.

[writerabbylynn]

I LAUGHED TOO HARD AT THE WORD COUNT. 

[writerabbylynn]

I fall And I fall And there's never Anyone to catch me.

[writerabbylynn]

Writing is like an exercise for me. 

If I write something that's really good and I know it's good, I'm literally out of breath when I'm done. 

[writerabbylynn]

What Am I?

I feel like a monster. I yearn to tear off my own skin. An energy flows through me, I know I can't let it out. I know I only hurt people. I know I'm good for nothing. I just want to be on my own. Forever. I don't want to live with friends, Family, Strangers. I want to be totally and completely Alone. And that's not human.

[writerabbylynn]

I've always told myself I would never need anyone.

[writerabbylynn]

He has taught me that the world isn’t completely bad, and that maybe there really are some people left that are worth getting to know.

Rose