A non-rhyming poem
Whenever I set my mind to writing a poem, it always ends up rhyming, whether I want it to or not. Say I were to write about a book, it would inevitably be about a crook by a brook who took someone’s nook. And so on until I’ve written myself into a corner. A nook is a part of a house, and much too big to be stolen by merely one crook. But its just the way I am. Genetically predisposed...
lengthy...but worth reading....
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they’ve faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don’t worry about the...
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remember that one time?
when i said i was gonna get a new hobby to skyrocket myself to coolness? well, i went and bought a screenprinting kit on the good ol’ amazon.com. so yeah, we’ll see what happens with that. if anyone thinks of any rad ideas that would be something those artsy kids who troll etsy would buy, let a sister know, ok?
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