Writer | This is ancestral, past-life reading; this is meditation & prayer; this is future telling. always becoming. The undying soul in a decaying case. ...
Telling a story, one word at a time.
Imagination; where stories are born and bred.
To abandon oneself to principles is really to die - and to die for an impossible love which is the contrary of love.
Music, music, music, poetry, and junk food. All while doing hoodrat things with my friends.
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