sobebomb

you have no idea how much that matches my predicament right now. You made a comment on my heart strings and now it's my turn. i loved it. the naturality. ...

Okay. I can see that one. I was reading it scratching my head, not because it was bad. NO. because i am a different writer than you are. That's all. ...

A heart tugging at it's own strings. Playing it's own sad song. A song of weary, tearful pains. A song of love that's gone. "For good!! the heart echoed these ...

i couldn't read that all the way through the first time. I can understand your pain and i wish i could send a virtual hug... I'm sorry for whatever happened ...

ok. i am no writer. that's why i almost didn't apply here. for writers like yourself, beauity is in the worlds. you have accomplished my goal. Beauity in literary art. ...

Yes there's alot of rules to follow and i bet i wont get them all. (sorry for that) right away. I am a dog person. Lost my dog of eight ...

i don't understand how the person that tried to correct you had any idea on what u were writing. Some corrections were fine but ryhming isn't importiant. U had a ...

im a writer here that cant spell worth a lick but my goal is to create literiary art. I obsessed with art and music and to see what a visual ...

Fredrick Wager (Way-grr) decided it was time to go inside. Waiting outside in the cold would freeze anyone to death. He stood up an dusted the flurries of snow off ...