The Girl Behind The Red Door...
|I'm Emily. 21. Film major. walking jukebox.
Every word I cannot express logically comes out in a mess of poems and writing or whatever you may want to call it.
Some of you draw. Some of you write. Some of you take photos or sing or play an instrument or scream your words out loud when nobody's listening. But that's the beauty of life. Those are the things that make us feel alive.
So, I'm here to share with you the things that make me feel just that.
oh yes, and what I write on here is mine so pleaseee don't steal it >.<