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I do have my own story to tell. In fact, I think that's the only story I have worth telling.

It's probably common now. More common that it should be. Or maybe it's not. I don't know what boundaries divide me between ordinary and unique. I don't know if it even matters.

You'll see my story, in some form or another, in what I write. Even if it's not there, if you just look a little farther, you can find it.

One day I'll write it. One day I'll write every word of it, plain and straightforward, because the second that I can write it, maybe I'll have overcome it. Apathy tells me that I have. Logic tells me that I haven't.

For now, though, enjoy whatever mindless drivel I type out. It's just me, and I apologize for it.

My Stories

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  • 2300 words, March 26
  • I’d like to tell you that my life is black. That it is stained by the smudges of evil intent, and not a single portion of pure white, of innocence, exists. And then I’d like to tell you that it's happy, and there’s freedom, a
    100 words, 2 comments, February 26, 2008
  • Some trash story I had to write for creative writing
    1000 words, 3 comments, October 1, 2007
  • 100 words, 5 comments, September 28, 2007

My Poetry

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My journal entries

  • Sometimes I hate something I once wrote, sometimes I love it. But I think when a month passes and I go back and forth between hatred and acceptance, but still cannot change it, perhaps I should just leave it.

Guest Book

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  • Doomsday Clock on November 12, 2007
    "I don't know what boundaries divide me between ordinary and unique." Great line, man! You know, it kinda reminds me of the opening line to Smashing Pumpkins 'Muzzle': "I fear that I am ordinary just like everyone."

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