Dublin, Ireland    I started this blog at a point in my life where I was unsure of who I was and of where I was going. An ...

Oregon    Just a girl.

United States    The following poems are just letters arranged into words on a page until someone like you finds meaning in them.

In a world where everyone follows one road, I made my own path. I guess you could say I am happily: Lost; Adj. having gone ...

There is something to be said about good writing. You know; the kind that inspires you, makes you feel things you never thought you'd feel. ...

The beginning of purpose is found in creating something that only you understand. That is why i am a discolored fire.

I spend too much time staring in the mirror and listening to the same songs over and over again.