Satisfaction
I want to have something to say. I need to have something to say. I feel it in my chest, way down deep, at the base of my throat, wanting to come out. Reach…
I want to have something to say. I need to have something to say. I feel it in my chest, way down deep, at the base of my throat, wanting to come out. Reach…
Evan sits at the piano before I’ve measured his core temperature, and I hesitate, glancing towards James who watches him with a surprised smile edging his…
Write up a storm huh? Well first does it really have to be a storm? Storms are pretty cool at times, but they can be pretty violent can’t they? I don’t think…
They tell you to write what you know, but since I know everything, does that mean I could write for the rest of forever? Would I bore people by then? Of course…
They say to write what you know. Besides basic facts like sky is blue and the grass is green, I know that I don’t like it when people do drugs or smoke. I…
Oh dear. Oh my. What happened to the time? Ficly, I’ve abandoned you, but not because I wanted to. Apparently, one needs money to live. Unfortunately, one…
The feeling it gave off was utterly amazing. I could feel the intense passionate vibes resonating from each well chosen letter that appeared before me. This…
Just start writing, it’ll come to you as you go along, that’s what I thought to myself as I stared at the empty page, pen poised and ready for action, hoping…
I wish I wasn’t crying too hard to write. I wish the tears weren’t obstructing my vision of the page; I wish the blurriness in my eyes and in my mind would go…
I write and write and write and hate it and backspace and backspace and backspace over and over and over and none of it ever sounds right. I’ve got so many…
You’ve made a fool of me once but by God, I will never let it happen again. ------- Your words I believed while only being decieved To your lies, I was blind…