Oh Opuss...
Oh Opuss, I do love you.. You allow oneself to escape into a realm of fantasy, or to take on the role of a journalist, and so much more...
Any feedback regarding my writing would be most humbly appreciated. =] I attend sixth form and maintain a dull part time job to keep my tastes and persona funded. I love writing but I never have the time to sit down and write a full blown book... I'm hoping this app will help me achieve that goal as I'm forever on my phone and there's always an extra 15 minutes I can use to write. =]
Oh Opuss, I do love you.. You allow oneself to escape into a realm of fantasy, or to take on the role of a journalist, and so much more...
The house at the end of Brockdale lane was always considered tainted by the citizens of Stonebrook.
A deep slumber envelopes my mind, closing my thoughts off from the world as I begin to lose consciousness. My sight begins to dim and noises start to fade.
Where have I been. A mystery to ponder... Yet now I am back, from said place that is yonder... I have been away, due to deceit and lies... But now I return, with even more love, for you opuss guys =).
To find yourself in the presence of a perfect disaster there are a few simple steps to follow: •search for a pinch of something that you believe in, •add a heap-full of why you believe in said...
Flakes of water frozen hard, falling everywhere in sight, Foot and pawprints dot the yard, covered in a blanket of the sheerest white.
Find strength in yourself; for if you cannot lift yourself up, who else will help you?.
Slick sycamore branches entwine with one another, forming a woven bridge of natural perfection for the floral wood mice to lazily wander along, completely content with doing nothing as an every day...