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.