..a quiet place in Canada    The sky is trembling with the words I try so hard to swallow.

Alexandria    I write from my experience in life, my past, people that i have met, about death, about happiness, about my addiction to heroin (finally in …

Come back, Sylvia, dear

25/F    I do not need to be remembered. All that will matter is that I was here... in this moment.

F    //i post sporadically at best

Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon.

I live in a nice tree    I am from South America. Frankly, I don’t like walking. I’m not good at it. I don’t believe in cutting my nails, I let them …

19/F    Don't write to impress, write to express, and never stop.

knowher    I just like writing.

626. Los Angeles    "Better in Tune with the Infinite".

29/M/California    See with your eyes and not your intentions