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The Pen Is Mightier Than the...Keyboard? One of the things that helps keep the girl from going stark raving mad (well, most of the time, anyway) is writing. When she's depressed, she writes about the cause of her depression. When she's happy, she writes about whatever's on her mind. This, somehow, translates into three categories: Moans, Rants, and Poetry. Moans are unhappy bitching about problems, Rants are a combination of social commentary and humor, and Poetry is, well, poetry. Duh. Pick your poison, and off you go. Moans Midnight · "In typical fashion for one my age, I want everything, and I want it now. My rational mind tells me to be patient, to plan, to do what I can and wait for the rest." Waiting · "Always be practical and polite, that was what my mother taught me. Practical I’m working on, but my impulsive nature keeps getting in the way." Those Eyes · "My favorite look, the one that makes me laugh when I remember it, was the one of joyful surprise. I saw that look three times, and each time it made me happier than I had ever been before." Rants Stump Things · "The surprise and excitement pulsed through the forest, and had anyone been present they would have felt the ground trembling." Poetry No Coffee · "always ace Hollow · "with every tear, i asked Graveyard · "Nightmares remind me Harmony · "create a monument to Content Copyright © 2002 L. Force unless otherwise noted. You hear that? It's mine. All mine! Steal it, and I'll come after you with a rusty spoon. Then I'll make you drink water from that rusty spoon and you'll gag because drinking water from a rusty spoon is disgusting and you'll get really upset because you should have known better than to steal my friggin material. So, um, don't steal. If you think I'm brilliant enough to quote, tell me and provide a link back here. Thanks muchly. Want another disclaimer? Click here. |