So now ya know-- punctuality = author's notes. (>□<) (<<~ this is me yawning because my high school life demands I be a night owl when I am clearly a sloth at heart.)
Anyway, just to let you know, I have found something better than peanut butter sandwiches.
...that's a lie.
THE CHOCOLATES I EAT ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO GOOD OLE PB AND J.
Anyway, how have you been liking the book so far?
((I haven't been able to update in the past few days because I lack the internet, but every say I have been writing so it's inevitable that there would be an update storm. >~<))
And the poems are dated on the day they are made (more or less), so it's normal to see me post a poem on a Thursday when it's dated on a Monday. It's hard to get internet. *shrugs*
YOU ARE READING
Neon
Diversos(SOMEHOW, REGULAR UPDATES) A collection of poems, short stories in poetic form, rants hidden in poetic form and other things that pop up in my head. *** Staring at the canvas, She chose to pluck a brush From her own head, And paint with the colours...
