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And Also...
LOL not quite done yet.
I've been writing a lot lately.
No, not just a poem here and a few good ones there.
But like creativity and writing, not just poems either but like stuff to go into my thinly veiled memoir one day.
Just stuff is coming out of me more beautifully lately.
I'm sick of writing bullshit that any old person could write.
Like, writing about suicidal happenings years ago and writing about all of that just comes out in a more, not provocative way...but I'm not sugar coating things lately.
I'm really hoping to get my poetry published soon.
I think I have publishable stuff.
And people say I could do so and I'm not gonna fuck around with it, I'm seriously gonna write now.
I used to say I'm gonna sit down and write today but now I don't even need to say that I just sit there with my pen or (call me intellectual girl) but my typewriter and have shit written on backs of papers now.
Anyway, lol just wanted to say this ball of power I've so secluded myself from lately in fear of dealing with others and such has found its way back around me.
And the glass wall I had created between what limits I'd had set or whatever has now been sort of broken down to sheer ripples and energy.
I have to deal with these ripples because one day the ripples could be so beautiful and pure and the next day, I could quite possibly have no clue what they're doing.
I'm going now.
Peace.
LOL not quite done yet.
I've been writing a lot lately.
No, not just a poem here and a few good ones there.
But like creativity and writing, not just poems either but like stuff to go into my thinly veiled memoir one day.
Just stuff is coming out of me more beautifully lately.
I'm sick of writing bullshit that any old person could write.
Like, writing about suicidal happenings years ago and writing about all of that just comes out in a more, not provocative way...but I'm not sugar coating things lately.
I'm really hoping to get my poetry published soon.
I think I have publishable stuff.
And people say I could do so and I'm not gonna fuck around with it, I'm seriously gonna write now.
I used to say I'm gonna sit down and write today but now I don't even need to say that I just sit there with my pen or (call me intellectual girl) but my typewriter and have shit written on backs of papers now.
Anyway, lol just wanted to say this ball of power I've so secluded myself from lately in fear of dealing with others and such has found its way back around me.
And the glass wall I had created between what limits I'd had set or whatever has now been sort of broken down to sheer ripples and energy.
I have to deal with these ripples because one day the ripples could be so beautiful and pure and the next day, I could quite possibly have no clue what they're doing.
I'm going now.
Peace.