One of the directed journal entries I’m supposed to write about.
Imagine a movie made of your life. What kind of movie would it be – a tragedy, a comedy, a thriller? 355 mots de plus
A little bit of
My heart in an envelope
tucked away in purity.
that type of;
maybe i’ll take up smoking… 73 mots de plus
The woman, accompanied by a little girl, enters the church with harried steps; she
genuflects in the poorly lit nave, surrounded by saints with stony stares. 174 mots de plus
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il y a 1 mois, 2 semaines
paint me a smile
Today was my first day at my new job. I was so nervous, I was worried that I would mess up. I was worried that I was going to freak out and panic. 110 mots de plus
I took it upon myself to start a weekly diary. I thought maybe daily but considering i lost my job two weeks ago, nothing exciting ever seems to happen to me now. 913 mots de plus
Dancing in the Rayn
I didn’t believe in the disconnect
Then, a group of my friends dropped their heads,
a break in conversation;
expressionless, yet desperate gaze to find a connection… 49 mots de plus
il y a 1 heure,
The Dyslexic Scribe
I wouldn’t to bore you with all the things I’ve got to say regarding things I did today.
Woah, that rhymed. One point.
So all I can say is, I can’t imagine I went through this 5-even-3-press con-day. 370 mots de plus