I love that poem *adds to memories* this bit: Today I cried for the time I’ll no longer have with them; the stories that won’t get written. and this bit: These hands, these feet have held and stepped through so many stories especially:).
This is so lovely Lina, the lines These hands, these feet have held and stepped through so many stories
in which the characters are now one by one exiting stage left and right. especially rang very true to me, and I love how you executed the end of the poem, it's arresting and effective.
That's ok though, I was crying about it a week or two ago. You jsut gotta let it all out.
But...wasted time? HOW? Goodness gracious me, how could you have gotten anymore out of your teenage collegey years or whatevo? Everyone will see eachother (except Z and Annie and Kitty and whoever else is going overseas, those biatches) in like 3 months or whatever, when there's easter or a holiday or whatever and we'll all come home for it. SO it's most defiantely not over.
That was beautiful. Like, really. I came here to just ask you to PLEASEOMG write another chapter to Utterly Parvati, but yeah..um..just needed to tell you that as well.
ZOMG your icon is the best thing I've ever seen *loves*
Oh god, it's horrible that I haven't updated in so long! Once I stop working full time, there will definitely be new chapters. Sometime mid-Feb, I hope. I'm really sorry for taking ages :\ It's just been a bit of a crazy Summer.
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Love the poem though.
in which the characters are now
one by one exiting stage
left and right.
Love that stanza. Good allusion-y stuff.
Am I supposed to concrit or just go wow? Because my brain has gone on holiday.
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*Hugs*
Screw feedback and concrit :P Just glad you like it.
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Also, I wrote one poem and then a silly one entitled "annoying girl" about my sister singing random words in the car and on the street.
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*adds to memories*
this bit:
Today I cried for the time
I’ll no longer have with them;
the stories that won’t get written.
and this bit:
These hands, these feet
have held and stepped through so many stories especially:).
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These hands, these feet
have held and stepped through so many stories
in which the characters are now
one by one exiting stage
left and right. especially rang very true to me, and I love how you executed the end of the poem, it's arresting and effective.
And I'm going to call you sometime soon!
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Are you and Schmannie free on either Saturday to go to the Zoo (ZOMG LIONS *fear*) or Sunday to go to the soccer?
You're so lovely :)
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That's ok though, I was crying about it a week or two ago. You jsut gotta let it all out.
But...wasted time? HOW? Goodness gracious me, how could you have gotten anymore out of your teenage collegey years or whatevo? Everyone will see eachother (except Z and Annie and Kitty and whoever else is going overseas, those biatches) in like 3 months or whatever, when there's easter or a holiday or whatever and we'll all come home for it. SO it's most defiantely not over.
Love you lots and lots :)
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Oh god, it's horrible that I haven't updated in so long! Once I stop working full time, there will definitely be new chapters. Sometime mid-Feb, I hope. I'm really sorry for taking ages :\ It's just been a bit of a crazy Summer.
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