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  • Narniacritter

    Narniacritter

    "She is silent—she is possessed of herself—they do not offend her; She receives them as the laws of nature receive them— she is strong, She too is a law of nature—there is no law stronger than she is. "
  • LivingWithin

    LivingWithin

    I'm really just trying to figure life out. I make mistakes, I think too much, I'm often times socially awkward, and my life has a tendency to fall apart all around me. Whenever it does, I just have to pick myself up and try again.
  • wheels_under_feet

    wheels_under_feet

    This blog is not a file of events, but an organiser for the mind and heart. One that immortalises with total and profound subjectivity. Most of my writing will be angsty, because angst compels one to shut out the world in search for a refuge. This is my refuge. Where am I gonna go? Salvation is here.
  • Feelings_Only_Words_Can_Tell

    Feelings_Only_Words_Can_Tell

    read it,think about it, & comment
  • mindofyih

    mindofyih

    I like to talk, so listen to me speak!
  • cherrey_wl

    cherrey_wl

    What should I say about myself? Well, I'm quite obstinate in getting things my way especially when I think it's the right thing to do. I'm quite a perfectionist, but when I strongly believe I'm wrong, I never hesitate to apologize. But sometimes, I have a strange way of getting away from things. I'm independent and always have been. I learned to do things my way, that's why I don't really like if somebody points out to me the things I should and shouldn't do. But I do listen and go over the things that were said to me, the things that were advised to me.. I listen to them 'all-ears' because I know they impart a wisdom I would never have known if they weren't pointed out to me. I have my share of ups and downs. I cherish the happy days of my life the same way I cherish life itself. The bad memories do bug me a lot and it wouldn't stop me from asking what I did wrong to deserve those. I may have grown accustomed to self-struggle, but I guess I always have the strength to get on with life
  • dyzkrasia

    dyzkrasia

    I once had a dream in which I saw my whole life, past and future, spread out before me like a deck of playing cards fanned across a table. It was wondrous. There must have been millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of cards – my whole life – subdivided into slices of exactly eleven seconds. But the feeling of wonder quickly gave way to a sickening panic as I looked closer and realized each and every piece was incomplete, cut by some devious method, some demon algorithm, some perfectly evil genius, in such a way so that no one card was a self-contained moment. Someone had managed it so that any single piece was completely worthless, a stretch of perfect insignificance that made no sense, gave no solace, offered no closure.
  • psychopathetic

    psychopathetic

    I love to write. I'd be writing about life and love till my last breath.
  • shelovesunlikemost

    shelovesunlikemost

    I'm just a girl in the world... I'm hoping this will rejuvenate my love of writing, so let's see what fresh creativity comes out of it, shall we?
  • Yeentahr

    Yeentahr

    Thinking and being....more being than thinking