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@SamanthaS13 not as much as I would like to. I don't have the time or the inspiration. But sometimes it happens. I haven't posted anything on wattpad in a while though. Thank you for reading my work! I really appreciate it and I'm glad you like them. :) 

Do you still write, because I think your stuff is really good.

LAST TEEN NINETEEN. 
          Well, then. I don't feel any older.

I. Just. Met. BASTIAN FREAKING BAKER. 
          Processing- and then proceed to hyperventilate. Oh my gosh. He's so amazing it's not even right in the world. 
          I can't believe how much of a fangirl I was today :') 
          To the people who don't know who Bastian Baker is: Google the man. You won't regret it. He's Swiss. He's a singer. And he sounds like a mixture of Passenger and John Mayor. And his smile is adorable. I can't. I just can't. :D 

Hello! 
          It's been a really long time since I've posted anything so I'm pretty sure people have forgotten my existence but I'd love it if you guys would read the newest poem I've posted and let me know what you thought of it!
          It's called pretty and I don't know how to describe it other than to say that the faces people wear are disguises for their personalities. 
          http://www.wattpad.com/story/18416696-pretty
          
          Do let me know what you think and talk to me! Ignored forever here in my little corner.. I'd love a chat :D 
          
          Anyways! On to another update--- I have 5 more years of university! Wish me luck. Medicine is eating my brains out. Quite literally. 
          
          Love forever, 
          Lullaby24441

@mushraffadnan hello! I'm not really sure why you weren't able to access the poem, but here's the link http://www.wattpad.com/11136784-who-am-I. If you can't see it yet let me know and I'll try to help you out :) Hopefully you can see it just fine now! 
          Enjoy :) 

Oh well, Germany deserved it. It sure was their cup. 

http://youtu.be/0snNB1yS3IE
          My most recent fascination is that with spoken word poetry. Poetry slams of ideas so random and different that make me want to see and experience more. I never knew the difference between written poetry and spoken poetry but the fact that I saw it in this way helped me. Spoken poems are those which demand to be heard. I know I've written poems that will never see the light of day, and maybe one day I'll write something that I feel cannot be confined to a page in an old book that will begin to gather dust on top of it so that maybe I'll forget about in someday and maybe I'll start to remember. 
          Please do watch the video, it has two beautiful poems and Sarah is amazing at what she does and says. :)

So it's my two year Wattpad anniversary today! I cannot even believe that two years have passed. I remember signing up and choosing a username because I was listening to nickelback's lullaby and it just fit. I remember getting the courage to upload my very first poem on Wattpad and being absolutely terrified. I remember being so happy that I got 10 fans and 100 reads. I remember pestering my friends every 10 minutes with screenshots of how I was doing and how amazed I was. 
          
          I remember falling in love with everything on Wattpad, from the writing to the reading. I still am obsessed with these books and every day a new beautiful is being written. 
          
          I am so happy and privileged to be a part of this community and I think that it has taught me so much over these two years. 
          
          I just saw that Wattpad sent me a message and why they said couldn't have been a better present today. 
          
          http://www.wattpad.com/list/70668752-pocket-poetry#.Uufjbnco5-U
           
          They've featured Perfectly Me in one of their reading lists and I'm so happy they've done that. :D http://www.wattpad.com/6614977-perfectly-me
          
          I love every single one of you. 
          
          Thank you so much. 
          
          -Lullaby24441 :)

Hey there!
          http://www.wattpad.com/story/11454238-caged 
          I just posted a new poem and it basically sums up how I've been feeling the past few weeks. Would you believe that it's inspired from my procrastination? Hardly a thing for such a negative feel, but I'm weird that way and truthfully I'm tired of feeling like that. Hopefully finally writing it down will put it to rest so that I can finally carry on with my life rather than just observing what is going on and not actively participating... in anything.
          Hardly the type of attitude for someone before an exam, but I need to find my inspiration and actually sit down.
          I know that it is my fault, but I never seem to find the "energy".
          I apologize for being AWOL to those who actually remember my existence, and I apologize for the fact that whenever I come back I seem to have these mini rants that make no sense to anyone, sometimes even to myself.
          All I know is that I haven't written anything in a long time and I always feel a hundred times better when I do. So I hope you take the time to read it and let me know what you think. It wouldn't take 5 minutes of your life.
          
          I appreciate everything you guys have said before about my poems and the fact that you've followed me.
          I hope you have a wonderful new year ahead of you.
          
          Yours truly, 
          Lullaby24441
          
          P.S. I finally turned 18 last month! :)