So much pain inside my belly,

So much pain a fire grows.

Digging deeper like a war,

Burning blacker than a coal.

Racing racing back and forth.

Inside of me it’s raging;

No end and no beginning.

So much pain inside my belly

A bomb goes off inside my brain

And there it is, the end.

I am thinking, oh I’m thinking

That I could never just pretend.

That I am perfect,

And pretend that I am fine

When there is pain inside my belly,

An eruption in my mind.

WARNING: THIS POST IS SO SO LONG, I'M SORRY I WRITE SO MUCH AND I REALIZE THAT, YES, THIS STATEMENT IS MAKING THE POST LONGER.  SORRY SORRY SORRY!!

That would be my most recent poem...don't judge I'm just getting back into the swing of writing (because writing helps when you're stressed I'm promise!!).  Anywhooz...Picnic.com...go.  It's so good for photo editing and awesomeness...sadly, they are closing down on April 19th (oh, cool Picnic go on and close three days after my bday, cool) BUT this means that until then, all of their premium features are available to regular peeps such as yo and me until closing time!  And their premium features are da bomb.com.  Shweet!  You say, but what's the catch?  Nada, I say!! Nada!

This is a DIY skirt btdubs! I made it in my first few weeks of sewing...I just took an old too-short skirt and sewed patches of left over fabric I had hanging around in my room.  And the top, I am proud to say, is from Free People.  So many years I have admired the Freeps from afar, and I finally have this sparkly crop top.  Cost me twenty dollars, but I don't care.  I'm in love.

 Oh, gosh I love rain.  And water.  That sounded stupid.  Who doesn't?  I just love the way it looks like a stream of glass.

I spent probably a good ten minutes sitting in a puddle, trying to capture the shadow of the vines above this little water filled crevasse.  Sorry it's a little blurred, I'm not a professional photographer.  SORRY!