It's finally over!
One of the most trying years of my life...
I look forward to the bright new one in front of me.
^_^

Happy New Year everyone.

I just miss my dad a lot today. And Newfoundland.

Very homesick.

It will pass. It always does.

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Paljon onnea vaan
Paljon onnea vaan
Paljon onnea Jenni
Paljon onnea vaan...

It's my birthday. I am 22 today.
I HATE my birthday. Every year, it's the same thing: uncomfortable, awkward, strange... I don't like it at all. I'm usually pretty down, kind of alone, and I always miss my father.

At the same time, I'm always amazed and grateful. When I was 16, I intended to kill myself. So every time a birthday rolls around, I look back at the things that transpired the previous year and I'm grateful I never had the guts to actually end my own life.

So now matter how dark, emo, or suicidal my poetry may be, rest assured I would never actually take my life. No matter what the pain is, it passes. Everything passes in time... cliched? Yes. But it's also true.

I've written 3 poems in the past month or so... I do believe my muse is returning to me. I've missed her.

Thanks for reading, and thank you for the support.
Love Batticus

They're beautiful to me

Gnarble gnarble gnarble.

I'm in a REALLY good mood. Partially because I don't have to open the store tomorrow. Part of it is because of... YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. *Ahem* So... yeah.

Poetry will follow, I think.

Very, very soon.

GNARBLE!