I write absurdity and ghost stories. I'm a bit of a singer-songwriter, but lately I've been succumbing to writer's block (or maybe a more appropriate term would be writer's distractions). But I have many a plan to start my creative juices a-flowin' once more! In fact, they're feeling slightly stimulated right now! No innuendo intended. As cliche as it sounds, I very often set my sights on being as original as I can be, and using my creativity and channeling it to making myself an individual.
Dear flower, you were already the perfect model. You contrast so well with your surroundings, and nature made you easy on the eyes. Why did I feel the need to tamper with you more? Why did it seem to me that I could improve upon nature's perfect scene with the alterations I made upon this pristine captured moment? It's almost as if in doing this, I have created a small break from reality. Surrealistic flower, you are my escape.
posted by muskyox @ 9:18 PM
I am me. Me am I. I feel, and she does too. Who is she? Thats not the question, the question is "Who am I?" I am Ethan. That is me.
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