Vanavond, zo rond een uur of half tien, zat ik in de bus onderweg van Nijmegen naar Lent, een beetje na te denken over de rare dingen waar ik af en toe gelukkig van word.

( Eigenlijk... )

 This is inspired by a dream I had a few nights ago. It's really weird, but that's what you get when you try to write down what I dream...

( You've been Toothed )

So, remember I existed? I have been existing somewhere else for a while, but I had to write another background for a DnD character, so I'm back for a second or two (or more, but whatever). Spent more than three hours on it this time (more like three days xD), but I'm not as satisfied with it as I was last time. It's 600 words longer, though.. :)

( Azkara Bazhak )

So I wrote another one... Not entirely satisfied, but enough to put it on here. There's no one reading this anyway ^^

( Wannabe-Song #2 )

It's been a while since I posted on here, and if it weren't for me and my friends starting a new DnD campaign, I probably wouldn't have written something today. I needed to write my character's history, though, and I'm actually kind of satisfied with what I've written, considering it's unedited and I spent only three hours on it.. So I'll stop ( Read more... )

En hier dus de beloofde post in het Nederlands. Dit is waarschijnlijk één van de weinige keren dat ik hier iets in het Nederlands op ga zetten, want ik schrijf veel liever in het Engels. Soms kan ik wat ik wil zeggen alleen makkelijker/beter overbrengen als ik het in het Nederlands opschrijf. Ik ben raar ^^

Dit stuk heb ik bijna twee jaar geleden ( Read more... )

So, I opened this document that I had sent to my own email two months ago, because I was curious about what it was. It turned out it contained the text from all of the documents I'd had on my old computer, that I had sent myself so I could put it on my laptop. I kind of forgot. xD

( Purpose )

Just a few random things I thought of in the past two weeks or so. They sounded nice and are mostly true, so I thought I'd share :P

( Stories )

This is something I wrote just a few minutes ago. It's unedited, but I wanted to post it, because it reflects how I feel at the moment, with all of my friends trying to make me fix their lives, when all I want to do is try to fix my own.

( Untitled (2) )

So, this one was written a long while ago, somewhere in the summer of 2008, but it's one of the stories I've written that I'm the most satisfied with.

( Loving Something Less Than Perfect )