I do not possess the ability to draw or paint.
I can't sing or dance.
I can't knit or sew.
But I am an artist.
I have the ability to put onto paper, words that tell an intriguing story.
I am a writer.
A writer is someone who, with just words, can paint a beautiful picture.
A writer can open up a world of imagination you didn't realize was possible.
When you open up a book and become so consumed in the story, you feel like you're a part of it... you're standing next to that character and feeling the same way that character feels,
That's the art of a writer.
I am an artist.
My inspiration is the world around me.
My paintbrush is my words.
My easel is my computer.
My canvas is the mind of my reader.
Hi everyone, meet Bunny
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Copy and paste Bunny into your profile to help him gain world domination.
Take time to read each sentence:
This is this cat.
This is is cat.
This is how cat.
This is to cat.
This is keep cat.
This is an cat.
This is idiot cat.
This is busy cat
This is for cat.
This is forty cat.
This is seconds cat.
Now read the THIRD word of every line.
What I like -
Doctor Who
Sherlock
Mcr
Horror
Mystery
Thriller
Today began as a different day
"Oh, a different day?" you say?
"Is there a norm to deviate?
How I wish it were that way
The folly of a group dynamic
Filled with fools who cause all havoc
Days in and out are all erratic
To my sensible dismay
This morning, I woke in confusion
I spoke my unwilling inclusion
In whatever hell they hath concocted
In their fallout-founded delusion
No matter how much I demand and press
For an explanation to this frilly dress
The answer, they dodge and never address
I fear they are in collusion
It matters not if I gripe and groan
By this point, I should have known
Retribution is not an option
That Zee Captain will condone
I steel myself from every prod and tease
With irritating friends like these
Who needs foes or enemies?
They're doing fine on their own
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- JoinedMarch 26, 2015
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