- Mood:
Disgust - Listening to: Elliot Smith
- Reading: "Some Prefer Nettles"
So yesterday I found out that five separate teenie-bopper girls have stolen my poetry and passed it off as their own on their blogs or whatever.
I am ridiculously appalled and angered by this situation. Seriously, who DOES that?
Devious Comments
Kids fail to understand the significance of creating something. To me, it's a bit like you mold a piece of yourself out and share it with people. When someone steals it, it's stealing a part of yourself. It's not acceptable at all.
I hope things end up okay.
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nom.
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Art is the soul's autobiography.
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Art is the soul's autobiography.
I hope you get it all sorted out!
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Hi, I'm Emily.
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I'm a fucking hero.
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I'd bury this pen into my veins.
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I'd bury this pen into my veins.
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-Karen
(previously *raccoonlady)
Any closet is a walk-in closet if you try hard enough.
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I'd bury this pen into my veins.
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