27/F    share some of my work, if you like FOLLOW BACK love ya keep writing rock on Message lot of people who have seen my work …

Kansas (will nvr b home)    You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should've behaved better.-Anne Lamott I'm …

33/F/Marikina, Philippines    I'm an INFP. https://www.facebook.com/lenabitare33/ https://www.lenabitarepoetry.wordpress.com/

moon   

Can I even say I am here?    Lost but suddenly found

Nairobi Kenya    My words are my oxygen,if i don't let them out,I have nothing to breathe in

On earth    Would love to hear from you

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Grew up in Florida, a hauntingly beautiful backdrop for a little girl with a creative personality. Married with four grown children and many grans. Crocheter, …

In my Father's Kingdom    I am a princess. Not because I believe in fairy tales, or has a prince. But because my Father is a King, and He is …

New York    I am who I am that warm and cuddly a lover of poetry and one lovely lady. that me Dark@Beautiful Perhaps some of my poems …

Pennsylvania    Now they're going to bed And my stomach is sick And it's all in my head But she's touching his chest now He takes off …

25/F/The Kingdom of Amythest    5/26/17 the day my daughter was born in heaven. 7/26/18 the day my heart started to heal. My son was born I wont say my …

Algeria   

Ontario    Welcome to a beautiful nightmare called My life All my work is my own :)

Seattle, WA   

16/F/Under the Stars    "We accept the love we think we deserve." - Charlie **Perks of being a wallflower**

irrelevant   

December Born, Cold Month, Yet Always Warm. Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking and loving and dreaming. At night everything is …

22/F/Dominican Republic    my heart beats in poetry.

31/M/An illusion of reality    VIEW UNCENSORED WORKS @ https://www.tumblr.com/search/reidums/recent I, Colonel Ingus, the Cunning Linguist, am at your cervix.

Montville, NJ    I love to write, I'm not sure why I'll continue to write till the day I die Why you ask? I own a pen, therefore …

Nonexistent    Life is a beautiful struggle.