Omg okay so I showed my mom a few of my poems today, because I'm a nerd lmao, and she was like "We should keep track of these,"
AND I WAS TRYING TO EXPLAIN THAT THATS WHAT WATTPAD DOES AND SHE WAS LIKE "What if it goes bankrupt, what if your stories go away,"
And I'm just like, "I could copy and paste it into a Word document..." and then she was like "Oh, you can print it out then?"
Like yeah... where are you going with this...?
And she saID I SHOULD PUT THEM IN A PORTFOLIO AND SEND IT TO AN ACTUAL PUBLISHING COMPANY LIKE MOTHER NO THESE ARE MY PERSONAL POEMS NO ONE IS TO SEE THEM UNLESS I DONT KNOW THEM IN REAL LIFE EXCEPT FOR AMBER, IRELYND, OR BARTHOLOMEW
NO ONE ELSE
I ONLY SHOWED THEM TO YOU BECAUSE I FELT CONFIDENT TODAY
BUT NO
NO PUBLISHING COMPANY
OVER MY DEAD BODY
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Paralyzed
PoetryOkay, this started out as a thought book, turned into a rant book, and so far, it's become a thought book again. How many other changes will it go through, I don't know, nor do I care. This is sort of a public journal but not really because I hate t...
