i breath an air of strength,
picked a handful of hope,
and tied my faith tightly.
i'm ready to pick you up whenever.
picked a handful of hope,
and tied my faith tightly.
i'm ready to pick you up whenever.
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About Me
- ambiguousminds
- when words won't go together to form sense.. mind's jumbled to keep from staying sane.. and emotions cluttered for the day... the craving for rational thoughts is killing me.. i'm addicted to this.. it is what i do best out of 'me'. when all else fails.. i read. i write. i love.
my so-called 'anonymous' blogsite
on May 14, 2009, i've made my first piece and since then i've continued writing.whatever thoughts that come out of me... i jotted it down and published it. and to add is my new found (low-key) hobby, my own simple photography.
thank you.
for the things that inspired me to do this. it has been always a dream, many times i tried writing short stories, many times i threw away used pens and crumpled papers, many times i typed for hours then ended pressing down the backspace key for half a minute. many times i started a plot, completed a chapter and imagined the ending. many times, i tried and until now, i am still trying.
i first experienced 'i wrote this for you' when my sister gave me the link to check it out. it had been the encouragement i needed to create one of my own. and from that day, i have always been a fan of the artists' works. i may have copied something out of them, but it was the passion to a certain thing you simply loved. and i feel good for them to be able to appreciate that.
vocabulary word is the next for me, i don't know with anyone but searching through new words is one of the best hobby i enjoyed. it might sound 'geeky' but hey, it is super exciting for me!
i found my words to form accurate lines. lines that make a story. it's amazing to be able to do it and feel something warm, something really good.
i am writing because it is the best (i believe) i can do to define me.
thank you.
for the things that inspired me to do this. it has been always a dream, many times i tried writing short stories, many times i threw away used pens and crumpled papers, many times i typed for hours then ended pressing down the backspace key for half a minute. many times i started a plot, completed a chapter and imagined the ending. many times, i tried and until now, i am still trying.
i first experienced 'i wrote this for you' when my sister gave me the link to check it out. it had been the encouragement i needed to create one of my own. and from that day, i have always been a fan of the artists' works. i may have copied something out of them, but it was the passion to a certain thing you simply loved. and i feel good for them to be able to appreciate that.
vocabulary word is the next for me, i don't know with anyone but searching through new words is one of the best hobby i enjoyed. it might sound 'geeky' but hey, it is super exciting for me!
i found my words to form accurate lines. lines that make a story. it's amazing to be able to do it and feel something warm, something really good.
i am writing because it is the best (i believe) i can do to define me.
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