| What can I say? I am a musician at heart. Writing is my passion. I take photo's for inspiration. Many will ask what caused me to write this or what were you feeling when you wrote that. My answer? The sky. it fascinates me. The clouds, the moon, the stars, the rain, the wind, the sun. My advice to you is if you need an idea, look up. |
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The Alabaster Rose part 5“Hey Kale, how’s your day going?” I asked as I walked into creative writing.The Alabaster Rose part 5
“Well, I woke up this morning, so it must be going pretty good” he replied with a smirk on his face.
“Ha. Very funny” I said. “Thanks for noticing.” Ugh. Why couldn’t I think of a sassy come back like that every once in a while. “Ok class,” Mr. Monte started, “Today we are going to start a new project. You are to write down in detail everything about one of your dreams last night. I will explain what we are going to do with those papers when you are finished. You may begin.
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The Alabaster Rose part 4RING, RING Ugh dammit I fell asleep. At least I didn’t get caught. I grabbed my belongings and left the room. *sigh* Nothing exciting ever happens to me. I mean, can’t I have one little ounce of happiness for once? It seems like all the kids with their lovers in the hall have more excitement than me, and I should have the most exciting life in the world. Three of my family members are famous, five are druggies and all are party animals. You would think I would be drunk off my ass having the time of my life. False. Instead I linger the halls, acting like I am looking for someone when in reality there is no one to look for. You mightThe Alabaster Rose part 4
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The Alabaster Rose part 3I’ve had dreams before, but never as vivid as this one. Usually, I can tell when I am dreaming. There is always a slight discoloration to the scene, as if the sun was breathing its last breath. I am there, but no one sees me; not this time. I could literally feel the soft grainy sand against my body, the cold salt water washing over me, the warm thick blood surrounding me. I could feel the fire burning inside me and the calming balance of wind and rain, hot and cold, wet and dry. I could smell the salt and taste the rust on my tongue. I could hear the musical whistle of the winds whisking my hair in my face and the rise and faThe Alabaster Rose part 3
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- Current Residence: My Mind
- Interests: Ha! This list would go on for miles
- Favourite band or musician: Too many to choose
- Favourite genre of music: "emo" or "scene" I suppose but I enjoy a mix of screamo and soulful lyrics
- Favourite poet or writer: Stephanie Meyer TWILIGHT BABY
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- Favourite game: kingdom hearts 2
- Favourite cartoon character: hehehe sauske. or maybe roxas...
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find out when your going to be at your dads again and maybe i can come over, k?
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The most awesome game EVER:
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Labels are for soupcans. BELIEVE IT!
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The most awesome game EVER:
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Cheers kiki
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The desire to survive and the fear of death are artistic sentiments.
SALVADOR DALI
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Kiss me
beneath the milky twilight
lead me out on the moonlit floor
lift your open hand Strike up the band
and make the fireflies dance
silver moon sparkling
So kiss me
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Imagination Is Art
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Imagination Is Art
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