At the Bottom of Everything...
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My name is Lauren. Nineteen. Author/Artist. And I'm not much of either of those things, which drags on me.Links
Then I start thinking about your hands
And how I fear you can read
My skin like brail,
Because if you did,
Then you’d know how much I’m
Starting to love you.
“I just want to get drunk
And laugh
And be warm
And have sex
And love
But only the fake drunk love
Where everyone is happy
And in love with you
Because you are shiny
And smiling
And invincible”
i just put a photography link on my page and ive posted shitty poetry on my other blog thing. ~~im just so artistic today~~
im feeling a little chat sesh. that, or plunge into the depths of my soul on paintstains-lovelypains.tumblr.com
I just started writing an short epic poem for creative writing. I’m not completely sure if there is such a thing as a ‘short epic poem” but that’s what I’m doing mostly because I feel like writing in blank verse and don’t feel like forming proper paragraphs. This whole mixed genre project is bullshit anyway. I can’t focus either because tumblr is open as well as Vampire Weekend Pandora. It’s due tomorrow too. sweet.
