Looking For A Writer


Hey Guys,

So I am looking for an author/writer for this site. Unfortunately, I cannot pay much at the moment since this site does not bring in any revenue yet. But I am getting ready to upgrade to the highest packages with the most features. I need to get more articles and content on here in the meantime so that people actually have something to read other than the three articles I was able to get up last week and the links redirecting everyone to BabyGaga’s site. I can basically “tip” people as of right now for writing content, and we can work something out.

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July 9, 2017 @ 5AM

 

Writing


I am not exactly sure how I have been feeling lately. Probably all over the place per my usual self, I guess. I have not been able to keep up with blogging lately, I am slammed with articles between BabyGaga.com and ghostwriting. I am trying to do both and it is taking a serious toll on me. I tried telling the lady I am ghostwriting for that I can only do 2-3 articles for her a week and I basically for chewed out so I need to try to find a way to maintain 6 articles a week for them. But honestly, it is not worth the pay and headache anymore. Continue reading

“Love You, Hate Me”

 

Love You, Hate Me

By: Samantha Steiner

9/19/16 @ 3:24am
You make me laugh
You make me cry
You fill my heart
With so much joy
Then you tear it apart
And you just sit there
Watching me bleed out
Until there's nothing left
I love you
Then I hate you
You hate me
Then you love you
Sometimes we're just like so much alike
That it gets kind of crazy
But with every similarity
There's also a difference
And sometimes it causes us some distance
I can the reasons why I love you
But can you name any of the reasons
Why you love Me?
"Yeah, so what if you can
Name off the reason why you love me."
It's a tug-of-work game
And I am losing traction quickly
I push and you pull
But we can't seem
To get it together right

Poison Bottle – Poem By: Gary B

Old Liquor Bottle

Joy through the bottle,
did never I find.
I was locked in a prison within my own mind,
Darkness and fear
encircled my head,
better I thought that I should be dead.
But a light came upon me,
as I kneeled down to pray.
Now happy and sober,
I’ve been to this day.
Thank you Father.


This is a Poem created by a follower Gary B. Click Here to see it at poetry.com