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Ongoing, First published Feb 12, 2015
A collection of thoughts and poems from the mind of an introvert with a desire to save the world on her own. Feministic. Depressing. Cheerful. I am always the most serious, thoughtful, and hurt at three in the morning. The world through a writer covered in the scars of life.All Rights Reserved
Table of contents
- Why did you leave me?Thu, Feb 12, 2015
- I should have knownThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Collapsed on the bathroom floorThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Feministic IdealsThu, Feb 12, 2015
- He fell in love with a writerThu, Feb 12, 2015
- What a funny thing time isThu, Feb 12, 2015
- We all have escapesThu, Feb 12, 2015
- My magic mirror only told me liesThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Tired of being lastThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Underestimation is the ignorance that bites backThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Two sentences that should be saidThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Robin Hood and other ailments to societyThu, Feb 12, 2015
- At the end of the worldThu, Feb 12, 2015
- My imaginary friends still visitThu, Feb 12, 2015
- The demons of living hellThu, Feb 12, 2015
- The night sky stared backThu, Feb 12, 2015
- Tortilla chips and guarded, crumbling mindsThu, Feb 12, 2015
- I don't just cut shapes in geometryThu, Feb 12, 2015
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