Like a cactus I will grow where I am planted. I will live off little and require no special attention. My flowers will blossom and I will be beautiful and I will prosper.

I look at these books around me on my bookshelves- perfectly arranged, each genre in a different corner of my mind. I read the names on their spines. So many I have read and so many I have yet to read.

Try as hard as you will, in time you must accept that you cannot, by yourself, change the way of this world or the course of the wind. .................................... image:

It was just past two in the morning when we first met. You seemed drunk and smelled of cigarette smoke![superthumb (13).jpg] and cologne that I did not recognize, your mind seemed hazed and your gaze was

We are different. I’m the short girl in class. I am known for my length and my frizzy hair. I always have been and I probably always will be, but that’s okay because that’s me. I enjoy reading. I enjoy

Hay squad! So I finally started using twitter again last night! I feel like following you guys on twitter will be a great way to connect with the Steemit community and to find new Steemit blogs. So how

So, I haven't posted in a very long time. This is mainly due to the fact that I was busy, with you know, life and exams and stuff. And tonight, driving home from visiting my mom in the hospital, I realized

Creativity drains out of me as "education" takes its place. New information is pushed and pushed and crammed into every last corner of my mind. So where will I find the time to rest or to think

Time Precious time always wasting away. At the brink of every new day, time stops for only a moment and the sun makes its grand entrance but then the day continues and we continue to waste time

The noise of this world rushes in and fills my head and clouds my mind and blurs my vision But I will not listen I will hold on to Your voice and l will be calm in the chaos I will be still and know that

My dear, wherefore are you so oblivious to your beauty? Wherefore can you not see how precious you are to me? Why can you not accept your quirks for what they are- unique, lovely, beautiful? Wherefore

The Bible has a lot to say about loving one another and living peacefully. One of my favorite books of the Bible is Romans due to the fact that it mainly speaks about how to love your fellow man. Paul

What do you want to be when you grow up? I have heard this question so many times before. And every time I was able to answer it confidently. A writer, an actress, an event planner, a cake designer, a

Hay there friends! So this post is not meant to criticise anyone or Steemit, yet it is a sad reality that creative writers are not flourishing on Steemit. I enjoy reading poetry on Steemit, mainly for

Hay there friends! So I am currently writing the first of two of the most important exams in my high school career. The results of these exams will basically determine the rest of my future. Or so I argued

the sky swallowed the mountain as they drove on the wet road on the mountain side - polluted with their humanity and their companions' companionship. they could see it all from up there on that mountainside:

,, If you could turn back the time, if you could change, undo or merely do more in the past, would you? Turning back time, at first glance, seems wonderful. You could turn back the time every morning and

What if life is a mystery? One for us to solve together- you and me. Yes, we could search for answers in crowded places filled with intoxicated teenagers. We could go looking in the comfort of lovers'

Do not harden your heart because of this world, my dear. Rather soften this world with your kind heart. Do not become cruel because of this world, my dear. The world is cruel enough. Do not hold your tongue

I have been meaning to write, my dear, yet my paper stayed empty and it reflected my words perfectly. I have been meaning to whisper dreadful things in your ear. I would tell you of all that has happened