I never post personal LJ posts nowadays. Mostly because of this lingering feeling that there's no one left here. Welp. I have plurk, but I don't use plurk nowadays either.
Tugging urge to write poetry. Consistent feeling that I'm bloody stupid and not good enough. Don't these two things contradict each other?
I think I need to sleep more.
Tugging urge to write poetry. Consistent feeling that I'm bloody stupid and not good enough. Don't these two things contradict each other?
I think I need to sleep more.
tick tock tick tock tick tock
five ten fifteen. twenty.
there's no meaning here, so don't even try
consider this and this and this!
twenty fifteen ten five
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
This isn't writing
(Where's punctuation where have we lost it)
Let's have some fun with pretty colours!
I had to wiki the sequence let's see what LJ does with it
No meaning, no meaning, no meaning!
(Oh look we found our commas our exclamation marks still no periods though oops)
Shall I compare thee to a summer's- no, wait, wrong poem
Sorry I got bored of my own and decided to read
someone else's
You ever had that feeling?
(maybe from now on we should write in small letters since we lost our periods)
Let's not it's a little pretentious
Besides poetry isn't supposed to follow grammar rules anyway
Rules rules rules rules!
Oh how disgusting I hate them.
(I found the period! I found the period!)
Oh don't let the girl near a keyboard for God's sake.