silent_love_song

It's been a minute, but I'm just popping on to say that I'm taking down Awakening for editing. I wrote it when I was younger and ignorant, none of which are excuses for my poor choice of language use in it. Will put it back up when I'm done.

silent_love_song

My summer is so boring.
          I actually envy my father and sisters. At least they're getting paid to use their brain cells to be productive. I'm basically a freeloader.
          And while the veil of illusion is lifted off me momentarily, I'm reviewing my favorite fictional characters.
          Most of them can honestly be excused as teenage stupidity. So I'm not even gonna name anyone. Tyler Durden is a hypocrite and I've quit him. I still can't bring myself to reread Cursed Child. I just finished another Palahniuk novel - Invisible Monsters - and now I'm wondering what would happen if the author got a freak into his head to write about teenagers.
          Oh my God, I would freaking enjoy that so much.
          Sorry for this.

silent_love_song

There's always room for improvement...
          
          - is what all of my old teachers told me. While I like to think I am a good writer, I am not the most grammatical or descriptive or original writer in this universe. And I don't need to be.
          I just have a lot to say. And I can't talk without someone telling to shut my Englishera ass up.
          Whenever I'm furious as hell, I shut up because I know I might say something I regret. When it gets too much, I write it in my diary. I've filled up three diaries in the last two years and my fourth one is lying in wait. (Honey, don't ask.)
          I don't know why I'm venting here. I guess... Tell me why you write?
          Hello :-D