Hi. Write the worst poem you can think of. Here's mine: go go go away, little writer wants his way, he walks in the sand, he walks on the rocks, and also around the ocean bay. i write poem, i write story, also scripts and play.
The dogs are barking Dad is snoring She sucks at parking and Yoga's boring.
If you want to be a great writer, don't think about what you're going to write, just write it.
I'm a huge fan of writers block! When your brain halts, with no direction for where you should go, it gives you threads. All you have to do is pull and unravel the story you're meant to write.
I write stuff I like muffins Turkey is good best with stuffing.
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
A cornucopia of presentiment Follows my heart through the cheesecake of the world. How can I do this? I ask myself, for we are all mad men in a sane sphere. Falling through time and space.
My eyes are peeled oranges stinging tears I bleed Why? cries the monster Whirling windmill blades of the giant fan. No, whispers Moomin Papa.
My guts curdle and my heart sighs, "No."
"TV makes sense. It has logic, structure, rules, and likeable leading men. In life, we have this."
"I sighed" I wrote Tears gripped my throat "Isn't that just fail?" My pencil did all but wail "If I erase it now, maybe we can pretend somehow that this just didn't happen."
It's not easy having a good time. Even smiling makes my face ache.
sunny happy rainbow although rainy weepy then a sing a song
rosy petal are you mental grudgy fuzzy with being happy.
mood swings crazy dance with those smiles you rave.
I got another one.
on your lovely eyes is the dancing sky oh so like that stray marble one cm long pyramid nose with two black hole oh, so sad they look but beutiful. can you hear me in the winds or shall I use the chat room oh it would be my pleasure if you wanna cyber throgh trolls and noobs we fly from the war of flames 4chan facebook and even youtube my wify smartphone goes.
you clad in icky pink me in my jerseys and we photoshop our pics and trce and steal in devian art. what? you want my bank password thing? okay,If you want to cause I think I'm invincible.
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