travel
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It takes something else to get me out of whatever
It takes something else to get me out of whatever. I’m on the train listening to the nothings people ask so much about. The worlds going by while everyone tries to ignore each other. I hate to repeat myself over the years but I wish I wrote more. I wonder…
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I must have run out of words to say
Because I haven’t said much in a while. My own absence has been driving me insane to the point where I can’t find my way back. There’s nothing for me to say. And I’m ashamed of myself in more ways than one. Lately, I’ve been hearing my own voice in…
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I write this to you coming from deep within the woods of my soul
Is it real? I may not know. I am tired of thinking I know everything about myself and what I want. I don’t and I probably never will. This is why I don’t trust myself with things like this. I am here withering away all that I took as reality.…
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My name is Natalia
My name is Natalia and this blog used to be the home of thewritingsofnatalia. My first real blog started as The Diary of a Teenage Stoner, and then The Diary of a Wasteaway, and then thewritingsofnatalia. And now it is just Natalia of Earth. thewritingsofnatalia, as most of you may…
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Alone on Thanksgiving
I really wish it was colder around this time. L.A. makes it a bit hard to enjoy the holidays and here I am sweating in my tiny apartment waiting for… something. I don’t know what. Maybe the miracle that a few more square feet would open up in here and…