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Hey, my name is mr write. I love to write and I am currently not depressed. (That could change at any moment though). When I am not writing stories I am writing poems. When I am not writing poems or stories I am writing songs. When I'm not writing, period, I am usually at school because that is what rules my life 5 days a week. When none of that is not happening I am usually flirting with girls or playing my guitar. (I have been in 3 bands) (The first of those was in kindergarten with my friends. We just sat around and did nothing because we had no idea how to play an instrument.) Now I am better though.

So yes. If you read any of my stories, you probably already know that I write horror, depression, and random stuff that does not even resemble a form of writing.

So now that I have revealed all of my most INTIMATE secrets, I want you to know, if you are a girl- I am currently single... If you are a guy... Let's just leave it at that. ( not that there's anything wrong with being homosexual...)

Ladies, you can message me any time... =)

Stories I'm focused on

  • A Funeral So Near
    I feel the hunger1 / of a feeling2 / never felt3 / seeping in4 / through my bones. 5
    100 words, 1 comment, November 30, 2007. In , Dark, Depression
  • The Comfort of Seclusion
    WITH NOTHING TO OFFER / TO THE WORLD / THE WORLD HAS NOTHING / FOR ME / NO MATTER HOW MUCH I TRY / OR SCREAM AND PLEAD / AND CRY / I CAN OF
    100 words, 14 comments, July 14, 2007. In , Depression, Life, Poetry, Sad

My Stories

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  • Untitled
    Carmen Spencer wrapped her thin fingers around a handrail nailed to the wall just above a large staircase. She took each step slowly, setting a leisurely pace for herself. A grim look of determination mixed with concentration
    300 words, 1 comment, March 30. In Dark, Fiction
  • A Murder Story (Pt. 2)
    The nurse whose name was Alicia simply stared at the boy. "Quentin, you cannot see your parents right now, they're," she paused,"they're sl
    400 words, February 18. In , Crime, Dark
  • A Journey Through Boredom
    Boredom, boredom1 / Is What I have to say.2 / Boredom, Boredom3 / Is what I feel today.4 / Painful nothin
    100 words, 2 comments, February 6. In , Other, Poem
  • Ode to a Toad
    Ode to a Toad1 / Many a poem2 / Has been written3 / About a cute and cuddly,4 / Fluffy kitten.
    100 words, 3 comments, February 6. In Other, Poem

My other items

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  • The World (As I See It) at allpoetry
    JUST ME / MYSELF / AND I / LYING HERE / NOTHING BUT / A MESS / I WONDER / WHAT I HAD DONE WRONG / JUST ME / MYSELF / AND I / LYING HERE / NOT
  • For Taylor at allpoetry
    AS I WALLOW IN DARKNESS / ALL I CAN THINK IS ABOUT / ONE SINGLE THING / AS BEAUTIFUL AS ROSES / AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN / ONE THING LINGERS / IN MY MIND / WHILE EVERYTHING AROUND
  • For at allpoetry
    AS I WALLOW IN DARKNESS / ALL I CAN THINK IS ABOUT / ONE SINGLE THING / AS BEAUTIFUL AS ROSES / AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN / ONE THING LINGERS / IN MY MIND / WHILE EVERYTHING AROUND

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