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Young Writers Society


Sins


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Skins

I like poetry, walking along the beach while the moonlight shines upon my soul, drawing rainbows and poking dead things with sticks. If you want to know anymore about me, just give me a nudge on my wall. And remember, if I don't see you through the week I'll see you through the window.


Occupation

Student

Website

http://societykilledtheinnocent.tumblr.com/


"The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth."
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening