AndrewLouis


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You’d have to ask someone else. Just a guy.

That’s my dad behind me, making a speech about me. (21st)

I’m more about the writing than anything else, but I uploaded a few pics because I thought they were nice. Read my shit

Writing

defeat

i sigh, i seep / i cry, i weep / i pound my fists / i scream defeat / the laughter spills into my ears / it burns my mind / it trills, it sears / it reads my thoughts; / my wills my fears / and doesnâ…

I'm not sure who to address this to...

I once read a fridge magnet which said “You can’t have everything. Where would you put it?” / I laughed at this fridge magent back then, and I’m laughing at it again todayR…

wanderlust

a poem on running

Swimming but drowning

a poem on loss

The laughing car

An absent mind sometimes can skim through the thoughts of its own and not pertain a thing. He found himself in the smiling car. Laughter drifted through the open window and chilled his ears and made h…

Will you be my conscience?

“Are you my conscience?”, a young voice sounded. The two creatures stared at each other. A long, drawn out stare, broken eventually by the crickets sudden jump.

Watchlist

  • Angi Baker
  • red addiction
  • eXposure
  • lightsmith
  • reuben  shipp
  • Glenn Storey