No one reads my shit, But if you do, Thanks, I wrote it for you. ^Aha! Already rhyming! And you haven't even gotten to the actual poems yet! I am killin' the game. Okay, no, but seriously, I will be updating this as often as possible. I don't claim to be an expert, I just like to talk about death. So bare with me, and please give me criticism so I can get better thanks. Also I update my already written poems, like a lot, I re-read them almost every day, so they will change, hopefully to be better. Not drastically, I'll add things, or remove them, just to make things clearer. Because sometimes I'll be reading a certain section and I'll be all "What the fuck, Allie, that doesn't make any fuckin' sense." Mostly I write in the moment, so the feeling and pain behind the words are raw, and I just go back later to clean up any muddiness that occurs during the ranting if that makes sense.

Clementine is in the woods

Sequel to Survive "This world tests people's morals everyday but there's one thing that I still definitely have." "What's that?" "Humanity." Season 2 all rights reserved. © copyright 2015 | xbandstwdtmrx/lajiggyjar

"Where do we go now?" "I don't know but we'll survive" Season 1 all rights reserved. © copyright 2015 | xbandstwdtmrx/lajiggyjar