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I'm a 25 year-old University of Florida graduate with a degree in Mechanical Engineering. I am moving to Orlando in May and am currently looking for a job there.

I write to clear my head and sort my thoughts out. Sometimes people like what I write and sometimes

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Falling in love: 18 of 576

i'm begging you right now; don't do those things you do. please don't be that sweet i don't want to fall for you. the way your beautiful smile makes you raise just one brow i try not to notice, i don't want to fall right now you think i'm strong as stone, if you only had a clue, please don't be so perfect, i don't want to fa...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inspired by music: 2 of 64

Everyone is watching me, as i walk across the floor, i don't like the attention, but you want more. i made up my mind, i'm letting go of you, it can't go on anymore, i'm telling you we're through. you know what i'm going to say, you know i want it to end, so why are you just standing there, joking with a friend? i tap you on...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: The awakening: 1 of 15

I loved to read. I was averaging a book a week. It was relaxing, entertaining, an escape from reality. It did not interfere with any other part of my full life. I worked, I did community service, I had an active social life, I spent time with my parents and sister, and I had been dating the same guy for just under a year. I ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Regret: 24 of 274

i've said alot of stupid things before and hurt so many people. no matter what i said you always stuck by me, but now you're so far away. and it's all because of what i didn't say. what i didn't say tore us apart. what i didn't say broke both our hearts. i wanted to tell you how much i really love you, instead i let you walk...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Darkness: 21 of 214

When the sun doesn't shine, and the moon doesn't glow, the night is as black as the feathers of a crow. i sit and wonder why, i like the night so much the truth you cannot see, and the stars you cannot touch. in the night it's quiet, and the silence is pure, some things i don't know, but of some I am sure. the night can reve...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken heart: 36 of 235

i cannot bear to sleep since we have been apart cuz one more dream of you might devastate my heart everytime i see a car like yours my pulse begins to climb, hoping it's you and praying it's not there's no reason or rhyme in my weakest of dark hours i found my strenth in you i guess my pain was too much for me to put you thr...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflections: 44 of 229

I look at this one city and its people running around like ants. i retain this overwhelming feeling: do i even have a chance? how can i compete with that? more people than i can count. i am only one against that unspeakable amount. still, i believe deep inside of me, destiny is on my side. it is that belief that keeps me str...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The one that got away: 1 of 5

You probably didn't know That your smile could make me Want to move mountains To have you here with me. My tears come rolling down, My world collapses, Everytime I read your words. The stars hold no beauty, The sun refuses to shine, I can't see anything, Now that I know the truth. Never could you understand The strength of m...
Arts & Humanities > Thoughts on Writing The benefits of journaling: 31 of 131

The potential benefits of journaling are as numerous and varied as the journaling methods that can be employed. Writing in a journal can reduce stress, help solve complicated problems, assist in sorting out emotions, provide clarity of mind, improve cognitive health, or serve as a springboard for ideas and projects. A journa...
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Grandparents: 8 of 33

Title: 30-2-30-2 My quick habitual glance in the rear view mirror left me cursing under my breath at the idiot driving the SUV behind me with his high beams on. Though we were on a particularly deserted stretch of I-75, it was a clear bright night and there was no reason for the blinding headlights. I put my right blinker on...