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  • Packing all my dreams back into the suitcases I brought with me from home. The clothes and shoes and etcetera all look the same but the dreams are going back in forever. They were never mine.

  • reflection

    It's easy to look at you and see if I look wrong. Try doing that in a mirror and seeing yourself look right. You'll never look at yourself through anyone else's eyes again. Fuck you world, for teaching me wrong. Fuck…

  • Sunshine on my window makes me happy... I said i wouldn't write like that anymore. Metaphors. Metaphors are private, internal worlds of meaning that I realise confuse everyone around me except myself. Every sentence I w…

  • the writer speaks

    Knocking on my door The hand that wrote on the wall Pointed me to you. Choose.

  • Hi everyone! I'm just getting started on Datingish... Drop me a comment if you've got some ideas on what to do first - or just to say, "Hi!" :-)