PPl.. my fellow community!!
HELP!
i want to write more literature.. but i cannot find the inspirational events in order to write about.. please inspire me. comment on events in ur lives...what you want me to write about.. and i will do..

im seriously all out of concepts.. and i want to write something fantastic.. *sigh* but alas.. i cannot find anything.. im like a flower.. from beauty and the beast.. once is beautiful..wonderful and magical.. yet slowly i fade...dropping pieces of me as i wilt a way.
Please help

your long wilting
and in desperation of help required

Amithea

Devious Comments
If your looking for something angry, try Angelspit. If you're looking for a good story, try Coheed. If you're looking for anything (anything at all) try Emilie Autumn.
Any one of them should bring back your muse.
If not, I'd be glad to tell you my day-to-day proceedings. Lawl.
xx Exangeline.
lol i tink ...lol i wrote tink.. hehe im keeping it there for the backspace button is too far away.. lol i will take upon ur daily proceedings Lol
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We are here to suffer
And our profession in this world is to die
Like this! -Insert Scary Thing Here-
...Yeah.
xx Exangeline.
*shivers*
read my poem! i will surf ur gallery!
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We are here to suffer
And our profession in this world is to die
In fact, I'm eloping with it.
xx Exangeline.
Perhaps something upbeat?
Action-y?
I don't know... I don't know if you have seen ALL of my literary works. (yea, all 2 of them!!)
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<<WARNING! YOU'RE BEING SPIKED BY ENEMY RADAR!>>
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great band!
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And did our laughter, did our tears
have some purpose after all?
Did we toil in vain in hope
that wisdom came from what we'd done?
Even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.
Only heaven's silence for an answer.
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And did our laughter, did our tears
have some purpose after all?
Did we toil in vain in hope
that wisdom came from what we'd done?
Even lands we once called home
lie undiscovered and unknown.
Only heaven's silence for an answer.
lol so how does pigeon think bout this?
lol
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We are here to suffer
And our profession in this world is to die
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