RebornI should be studying, but I just want to explore. Myself.
A new me, new literary submissions, some old and refurbished, some sparkling new.
I hope this lasts.
Never stop believing.
Write Like You Mean ItI honestly don't know what was going through my head when I penned this.Write Like You Mean It
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Write Like You Mean It.
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I would often start a written piece with a non-cliched work of art. Something like:
"I remember searching for hours for that golden snail."
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Seven Senseless SinsI penned these down a while ago in my visual diary, and have decided to bring them back to life.Seven Senseless Sins
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The Seven Senseless Sins
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Envy.
I really want to harm that monkey, It stole my shiny things. Plus, it makes me look so clunky as it moves and swings through the treetops.
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Hating myself, for being humanI contemplate running alone.Hating myself, for being human
Through the chilly breeze, along the concrete footpath.
I see myself swinging freely. The wind gusty over my hair, my legs free of holding up life's burdens.
I wonder if I should skate. Down a stiff hill, my body flying, finally.
I imagine myself climbing. Up a tree, so high that no one can hurt me.
I had a dream this morning. You were there, I was scared inside. You became a puzzle, and I couldn't put you together, alone. You went outside, and became selfish, something more I wished in you. You stopp
PostSecretsIf I had to post a secret, what would it be?PostSecrets
Would I reveal my enjoyment of ice skating? of rollerblading? of cooking? baking?
Or telling the world how much I like colourful stripes?
Would I explain how I try to stand out because I feel so insecure?
Or how I pretend to be strong, when I'm crumbling inside?
Would it be acknowledging the moments I miss?
Or how much I hate failing?
Would I tell myself I am taking action,
when I truly am only posting a memory.
i'd almost forgotten about this
You're my hero.
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
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// Love me!
Brendan //
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