Saturday, June 13, 2015

Introducing Six Words Saturday!!!

I haven't written a series in quite some time.  So, literally just now, I decided I'd start a new one I would like to call Six Words Saturday.  The most famous six word story ever written was this:
 
"For sale:  baby shoes, never worn." -Ernest Hemingway
 
It is a heartbreaking poem, but also definitely carries a lot of meaning.  It is amazing what you can write using only six words.  Without further adieu, here are my first six words:

Dark nights lead to brighter mornings.
*Update as of 6/17/2015
I just realized that subconsciously, I must have taken the idea of "Six Words Saturday" from a blog I follow called "Show My Face" authored by Call Me Cate.  I apologize for making this sound like my idea when I must have accidentally stolen it from this blog.  I still plan on doing "Six Words Saturday", but just please know that the idea must have come from this blog that I already followed.  Like I said though, I did not realize that I had stolen it.  Sorry for not giving you credit in the first place Call Me Cate!  If you haven't already, please check out her blog by clicking on the link above!



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Monday, May 18, 2015

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words.


Mirror mirror on the wall,
You will never see me fall.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

05/01/15

I like the kind of people who smile with their teeth showing, even if their teeth are yellow or crooked, or they have a couple missing. I like when people dye their hair, and then their roots start to show. I like when men are gentlemen, not because I am incapable of fending for myself, but because sometimes I do want to feel like a stereotypical lady who is worth doing things for. I like the people who make fast food runs at 2 in the morning, and go on afternoon road trips unsure of their destination. I don't always enjoy life, but I love being alive, and that is what keeps me going. That is what keeps us all going in this world: the appetite for adventure, the euphoria, the pain...all wrapped together into one big package. Everyone is unique, but everyone is the same. And we all keep going.
-M.W.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Don't Be Confused by Homophones

Because on the verge of 23, I would rather have a man who complements me rather than one who completes me.

 

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Zig Zag

So many times, I wish I could tell my friends, "You deserve better."

Every so often, I wish I could tell myself,


"You

deserve

better.
 
 
You
 
deserve
 
better.
 
YOU
 
DESERVE
 
BETTER."


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