Why I Love to Write
So, earlier today, I was thinking to myself as I was typing out my final essay for my humanities class, when a thought struck me.
Why do I love to write?
I mean, what makes it so special? Why has it suddenly become my fervent passion? I have even given up video games so that I might have more time to write, and I used to obsess over video games! So why the sudden change of heart?
Because writing is an escape from reality. (more…)
Look at Me
III
Look at me.
I am nothing.
A hollow shell
of something,
someone;
a creature
cursed
for all eternity
to live as
dead,
for death has
claimed my
soul.
Do You Remember?
I miss you.
I miss the times we used to sit
huddled together, side-by-side,
imagining
all the things that we would do,
all the places we would go;
we promised ourselves,
you and I.
Do you remember?
I miss you.
The Best of Days
Hello Blogosphere!!!
*deep breath of joy/exhale of triumph*
Today is a good day. ^_^
Well, technically it’s nighttime here, and I have no idea what time it is where ever it is that YOU are reading this, but it’s a good day nonetheless.
Why, you ask?
Because I am officially caught up in my schoolwork! AND IT’S LESS THAN A MONTH UNTIL GRADUATION!!!!!!!
