I think I'm stuck on this theme, lol.

No one had really noticed. She'd shrunk into her own realm, behind her imaginary glass, retreating. //I am in a box,// she thought jokingly, picturing a mime acting it out. She reached her hand out in front of her, as if pressing her palm to glass. She co

Life can be hard, but it will work out if you try hard enough.

Based on the 'sonnet' in '10 Things I Hate About You' ... but without the sweet ending.

A short song I wrote. I played a tune in my head from a song unknown to me while writing this.

It’s times like these, That I know will be fine, By small degree’s, We’ve done our time, If society’s the disease, And the cure is deception, Then I can’t help but feel, Then we’re the infection

Just think "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" and what I must have been like in German class when I was bored. XD