


My writing is painting with letters. It reflects the thoughts fluttering throughout my body. It is a mirror image of my frantic and hurried soul searches. It is what I feel today, what I want to feel tomorrow. It is my search for the truth, for true love, for the realities of life hidden in layers of lies. It is nothing but what I feel in the moment--the laughters, the joys, the cries, the fears and most of all, the moments of pure peace.
<3 pulp fiction.
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even with blood all over her face.
Alyssa