Who am I? I am twenty-three with a blue dot in my pocket full of dreams. I want to write, I want to act, I want to paint, I want to sing, I want to play, I want to create. I enjoy writing what I feel, when it’s the only thing I know; and sometimes the words just spill out like liquid gold and sometimes I force them out, dragging them kicking and screaming, nails across the ground. Writing is a passion, as violent as love. What is worth living for if it is always right at hand? Life is life and death is death; and writing is a passion.
Please soak up a variety of poetry, fiction, insanity…all at your finger tips. Enjoy!