this is jsut for the hundreds of old poems i need ot get out of my gallery over there. and uhh new ones i write a guess. I don't know if i will put every one ever written in here, thats a lot. something like 380 poems and well. im frankly waaaay too lazy for that.
just as a precaution so most people know.. if they read this before browsing my gallery, most, if not all of these poems have to do with drugs, or self harm and/or anorexia/bulimia (better known and diagnosed as EDNOS [eating disorder not otherwise specified]...) and I only share this with you because i hope that
a) you'll have some respect for the crappier poems this way, i really hate trolls.
b) someone out there might relate and have a profound moment
c) i don't really give a shit what you think about me.
and maybe, it will give you a little bit of insight as to, what i was writing about? I don't know. i didnt bother to really explain anything, most of my poems were written in the 15 to 17 agerange, and even 18.... it might have only been last year, but a helluva lot has changed.
i unno, i guess i can write something better to tell you aboutmyself later. for now;
enjoy the angst.
xoxo
Ellie







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There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it, and its morals aren't worth what a pin can spit, and it goes by the name of London. - Sweeney Todd
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The frequent tears have run the colors from My life. Eliz. Barret Browning.
i have read some of your stuff, and i like it!! ^_^ keep writing!!
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