I used to write in high school and through the process of living life kinda forgot about it, writing I mean...It wasn't until some major life events happened that I rediscovered this old passion and need, for really who doesn't write out of some driving need for expression or excorcism or whatever. Originally, I had an outlet in which to peruse others' work, as well as get honest (please I appreciate a good and justified" needs work") feedback for my own ventures. My journey led me here, so hopefully this is where I can stay for awhile to learn and grow (I know so cliche but truly hard to avoid at times) |
I.
It sprang into being...
Ah, how sweet
the mystery is, to begin...
"Duct tape"
she writes on her...
I.
It sprang into being...