Misty

So...I am going to do something for you that I NEVER do. Intense crit. But only because we go back soooo far. lol. Welcome anyway (I don't know why ohhewwo ...

OK...wow. This is absolutely stunning. You practically knocked me out of my seat with the first paragraph, and continued to blow me away throughout the whole story. was like...you see? ...

This was really good. At first I was unsure but it wasn't too long or too short for a prologue. I was very interested with the intent of the rider, ...

I like this. It's really interesting and it gives you a strong picture...I like the metaphor of glassy tears. the bell just rang I'll crit this as soon as I ...

Hmm...I didn't really like this, so BANG BANG BANG. Is that what you meant by "please kill it" (no you stupid idiot that's NOT what she meant. it was a ...

Wow I really liked this! All of the real crit was taken above but for comments, I like the story line a lot, and I think you're developing your characters ...

I'm not sure what that means...but I don't think so. At least not in a bad way. And I thought the poll was kind of funny. :D Onto crit: :shock: ...

I really liked thse because I enjoyed seeing a different perspective on love. they were stunning, and the rhyming was pretty good too. You definately pulled it off. One thing: ...

I liked the whole thing, and the vibe I got from it. And I voted on your poll, but after reading the poem I changed my mind to stop obsessing ...

have you ever felt the rough edge of society let it cut through your skin and you love the pain and bathe in the loneliness ....meh. I like the first ...

"Blood is prettier in movies, when it is not mixed with tears and life is prettier in movies," Perfect. A beautiful way to start off a poem. I like the ...

it's been forever since I've critted your poems. But they're still as incredible as they were last month. I've gone through all of them and read them about three times ...

I'll start with what I didn't like: Buried in a wheezing mountain where no light could dwell Where no feeling was tolerated *all right...who is this thing/being that doesn't tolerate ...

just slide the knife under your throat and feel the sweetness slide downwards until your eyes go blind jesus loves you. he's waiting. oh my gosh tht last line made ...

there are too many knives, sitting patiently in the corner of a kitchen drawer *awww....I really liked this part. Don't change it at all! You almost make it sound like ...