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Shredding My Skin
My name is Laura and I'm 17. INTJ. Single and too much of a loner to mingle. I believe in the Christian Bible. Most Christians, not so much. I'm generally pretty blunt, but my words never seem to come out like I intend them to. I like to try to delineate and attempt to see both sides of every coin so I'm probably on whatever side you aren't. But I'll walk in your shoes if you'll walk in mine. I believe in the existence of karma, dharma, and the collective unconscious to a degree. I'm a writer that thinks words are meaningless and attempts to make good artwork. Seek friendship at your own risk.

For my poetry search "spilled ink"
For photos of me search "selfie"
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…And please remember that you were beautiful before he told you that you were.

When I start putting of what I need to be writing I start sounding a lot like Dr.Seuss…

Tagged with: #THE LAST POEM WAS A JOKE  

I’m writing a book: taking it slow. Posting this just for the hell of the notes.

I’ll start in the kitchen, making a snack. Just wonder if I will ever go back. 

To the chair I go, in front of the tv. When I resurface now - it is past three.

My favorite book next. All in one sitting. Clock strikes ten and time is flitting.

I open my laptop to find I have mail. Wrong kind of writing. I am a snail.

I find myself dreaming of a shower. Shame it is, I’ve lost half an hour.

You were probably hoping I had advice. But I am just an unpublished writer.

Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.

uglygirlsclub:

don’t date anyone who doesn’t want to hear your favorite song, watch your favorite movie, read your favorite book

sk-eptical:

uglygirlsclub:

don’t date anyone who isn’t proud of you

This is really important

A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (via observando)
The Words That Fill My Head

I turned my old photo blog into a poetry blog. (Be forewarned, I probably wont be posting alot on that blog)

I’ll still be posting everything on my personal first, then reblogging it to that one.

saber-chan:

My parents aren’t home

You know what that means

*sits in the living room instead of sealing myself away in my room*

Cold hands
warm soul;
steady feet
shaky thoughts.
It seems that we
need a blend of
opposites to
create a fragile
balance between
the lines of
light and dark.
m.l.b, fragile balance (via traced-veins)
When you have given nothing, ask for nothing.
Albanian Proverb (via stardust-seedling)
We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
Everyone wants to be the sun to lighten up everyone’s life, but why not be the moon, to brighten in the darkest hour.
My favorite quote. (via bemystability)