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I want to do these! I need a distraction from studying

1. Name / Pronouns? 2. How would you describe your approach to writing / creating art? 3. Literature / art / films you’d recommend? 4. City, suburb, countryside, or wilderness? 5. What things/events make you nostalgic, if any? 6. What are you currently working on? 7. What’s one good piece of writing / art advice? 8. Is there such a thing as “bad” writing / art?

1. Anonymous (a leaf floating to the ground to rest beside the tree of life), whatever you want really (she/her) 2. Putting myself into the labyrinth and following every string that might lead me put again 3. Dalí, Hemingway poetry, Wheel of Time (so far) 4. Suburbs are quiet, but ring with untold fiction on Tuesday nights like these 5. Summertime and acoustic music 6. Getting across this tightrope stretched out in front of me, one step at a time 7. Never assume, only imagine 8. Things that mean nothing to you as your write them, so that when you finish it feels like you're looking at something foreign and entirely not your own

1. Sometimes I feel like a stranger here. These streets I’ve known all my life push me put and say “you never belonged” but every time I get out its like hotel california 2. I landed on the sidewalk outside a bakery and my palms we’re cut up by the words you left with me, bleeding out fantasies 3. Someone small that slips into my veins and whispers through my body with the voice of the oceans “you could be someone else, you could be someone else, you could be someone else” 4. My parents always believed I was more than what I am, I didn’t have the heart to tell them different 5. This face with freckles in the wrong places and eyes like chocolate that smiles with teeth like tombstones every time someone says her name; she has stolen my name, my life… everything I think I need to be, and for what? Something cheap to sell outside Walmart

1. Sometimes it’s a better thing to have someone in custody (sleeping in the bed they made- just with more police) than running free 2. “Just give up, it all works out when you do” 3. A ghost of tomorrow whispering to you from your bookshelf, someone that can save your world if you listened to them… 4. Fighting the current is great when you know how to swim 5. And there was evening, and there was morning

1. Golden heart, silver soul. Some people wear gold jewelry and gold medals, but that’s not really a good color on me (or so I think), it just brings out the worst in people (from deep down inside, where roots have grown around your insecurities) and they’ll be nasty to have a shot at something that shines, like a murder of crows 2. Angels are real, but some wear Adidas rain jackets and help you up when they don’t even know you 3. I’ve heard AHS is a good show 4. My grandparents put a boat in a bottle one day, a friend knocked the bottle off the shelf. She never told 5. Photographs of flowers and wondering if you’ll have someone else that thinks they’re pretty too 6. Some things, like the pyramids, are ancient. They last “forever”; seem old and mighty, like a great grandfather telling stories about when he was a boy. Only things you can’t see are ageless, the ones that have the voice of a child, that still sound like yours even as the world molds itself differently, they’re fixed points in the universe. What’s still you when you aren’t 7. A boy who was a spy once met a man that fell off of a hot air balloon 8. A girl with fire behind her eyes and words that scream the motto “do no harm, take no shit”. A sweet summer child, like me but not… just different enough to be closer to me than stuck-together pages of a textbook 9. Swan lake was one of my favorite stories as a kid. Little me could watch it for hours, but I can’t even remember the story now 10. Roman empire, Byzantine empire, Ottoman empire, British empire, Empire state of mind… 11. “ His clothes are unremarkable, if it weren’t for his waxy, bright red skin, I think he’d have passed for just another homeless man on the streets, because I’d seen guys with eyes like his before (although usually they were government workers, not government inmates)” 12. You picked me up for lunch the other day, and as we rode to some fast food place in your car, I noticed that even though yours was much louder, you can’t hear the gas bring poured out as you press the pedal. It sounds a little better.

1. Neighborhood of sleeping creatures, waiting for your light to turn off 2. A man in one of my dreams named Kevin, always wiling to give me another chance (or maybe bury me alive) 3. Cruella DeVil was never one that I thought was worth the time of the movie, as far as villains go, but I watched it 4. Well, there was this one time… 5. California, the place every little kid wishes they could be 6. Asthetic that never goes away, the crem de la crem of lasting mistakes 7. I never had a swimming pool, but one time I went to my friends pool when I was a kid. I bit my tongue and it bled, but everyone said it’s not that bad because they didn’t notice 8. Medusa probably thanked Athena at first, for protecting her from that awful race of men that did nothing but try to take advantage of them 9. When life gives you lemons… 10. A whisper to the sky about missing time and finding love and breaking hearts and moving on. No one listens, because if a tree falls… 11. I slept on white sheets for years, but now they’re dark again. Just like when I was a little kid that couldn’t breathe, now I’m something reborn, but still very weak 12. Motor City?

1. Why do I dream the same dream every night? It always ends with me being viciously ruined, one way or another, and when I wake I feel the bite of a monster in between my shoulder blades, breathing in heavily from across the room as it twirls some cobwebs and waits for me to sleep 2. Another plant fell in my living room floor, but the hardwood isn’t scratched so I suppose it’s just the neighbors car again (a creaking noise upstairs, but surely it’s just the wind) 3. No, I whisper to myself as I climb the stairs each night, nothing means anything, I’m just overreacting 4. Who needs safety when you can have adventures, my friends say. I’ll take yours if you won’t, I reply 5. My own ending is written beside me in blue ink, but as much as I wonder sometimes, I’ll never read it