"I've had an epiphany!" she cried, "all theses people that I want to be are out making memories! All I'm doing is sitting home and wanting to be like them! I'm living a bland existence and they are just living! What am I doing sitting on my bum? I'm going to go live!"
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I felt this is actually pretty profound but (drumroll please) I've finished my 2nd poetry book! (yayy) I feel like my poetry is me trying to describe my life and I'm moving into a different chapter now so chapter 50 is the end! I love all you guys sm! thank you for actually reading this. have an amazing existence!
- nancy
YOU ARE READING
{2} never alone.
Poetry"...we're hopelessly complicated and beautifully entwined, maybe we're ignorantly emancipated and selfishly try to prove it wrong..." lowercase intended.
