(Untitled)

[jonestown_tea]

I wish I was the creative person I used to be. The inspired teenager with dreams. I wish adult life hadn't corrupted me. Taken my innocence. Destroyed my hope. Erased my talents. Now, anything I write just seems so jaded and fake. I tend to just tear it up and throw it away. But, maybe, one day, I will find a muse. I will rise from this rut. I will

Comments

Inspired

[sorrowbird87]

If you need creativity, and I may help in anyway, I would like to. Adult life does suck, bills have to be paid, love seems to come as much as it goes. Where does it leave to and where can I get a ticket to that destination? Have you ever felt that way?
Your hopes? I bet you that they are still there. Your talents? Well nudges may help. It is not that your life is jaded or fake, but rather the people around you may be the main factor.

Ten words for you,
Luck
Jade
Turnip
Taunt
Need
Want
Emotional Sickness(Use as one word)
Quiet
Breed
Daisy,

Use the words in thirty lines. By Sunday night. I will write back.

Re: Inspired

[jonestown_tea]

Alright, I did it. :) I left out the emotional part, though. And just used sickness.

Thank you for challenging me.