she doesnt hide her love anymore, shes wide open.
isn’t it beautiful then
i don’t even have a chin, you should feel very lucky
special
you’re so very special
we’re all weirdos
you’re why i’m here
have you bought a calendar yet? this picture is circulating the internet apparently, you should probs look into owning it at autostraddle.goodsie.com.
Insofar as you are able, I would ask you, then, to be wary of the distractions of fame and the blandishments of commerce. I would ask you to be tireless and devoted in the courtship of your own imagination. I would ask you to nurture your friendships, your alligence with other human beings. If you feel grief or rage or love, give it a shape so that we as readers will know what you mean, and be able to better understand, better cope with the landscapes of our own grief and rage and love.
i didn’t mean literal poetry, but poetry as “poetic qualities however manifested, poetic spirit or feeling” etc.
i did write a poem once though:
http://marielynbernard.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-girl-is-12-she-called-automatic.html
i used to take ambien and write poems when i couldn’t sleep, which are at the end of all of these posts:
http://marielynbernard.blogspot.com/search/label/insomnia%20poetry
i’m jk'ing though. like it’s not actual poetry. it’s just words dressed up to look like poetry. You’ll see.
LOVE ACTUALLY IS THE WORST MOVIE I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE.
I’m serious, don’t fucking get me started. I could go all night.
The only good part was the “All I Want for Christmas Is You” and that aging rock star character.
we don’t have to publish anything on saturdays but we usually do. it’s a break for all the writers except me, for which it’s a ‘catch-up’ day during which i never catc up. also rachel has to do sunday funday.
however, answering this formspring question is a break from my work. tbh, i’ve taken a couple.