: About Me

I think, waaay too much. They consume me at times.

My passion is ...

Photography, I think it's more of an obsession really.

I know too much about ...

random facts.

My childhood ambition ...

photography, again.

My favorite memory ...

Oh, the days in which life did not happen but I created it.

Why I write ...

Because I have waaaay too many ideas and I need to write them all down. It's a curse, really.

My inspiration ...

It comes from everywhere.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love expressed

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As I lay in bed, almost dozing off, words formed at my mouth. Slipping 'cross the room, walking out of my house, quiet words on four legs. They ran down streets, passing house by house until they came to you. Crawled into your room, climbed into your room, climbed into your bed, slowly slipping into your ear. I love you.

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