NEVERMORE
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
NEVERMORE
Caitlin. 24. Occupation: figuring it out. Currently writing a novel. Owns a cat and three dogs.

by the way I’ve reached my miminal word count, but I still need to finish my argument and then do the intro and conclusion

but yes I see the light



1 year ago, 12/11/12 | 3 notes
#I think that mental breakdown put my perspective back in place
  1. sidrothmans said: good job (minus the breakdown which is sad) c:
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