I'm trying to figure out why I have an urge to post my latest poem. Maybe because I'm particularly proud of it. Or that I feel, for the first time, like I should share my paltry writings.
Or maybe, it's because I can.

If you, in fact, wish to make a comment . . . whatever you think, you should write it.

( Said poem )

DIE MORITAT VON MACKIE MESSERUnd der Haifisch, der hat Zähne ( Read more... )

You know what depresses me? It's the fact that no matter how beautiful my face is, no matter how careful I am keeping it from harm, no matter how much care I put into maintaining my hair and keeping it long and healthy; no matter how beautiful my personality is, no matter how beautiful my mind is, it's never enough. Because that's not what people ( Read more... )