A twisted mixed bag of things copied, inspired and original. This is what happens when someone who doesn't really write tries writing. I'm writing this as a sort of note/diary/write up. It's a cauldron of my thoughts. Or at least my coherent ones. Stick around. You might just like it.
Yeah, I'm out of words. Yet I feel compelled to write something... Anything. It's an insanity that I find amusing. Like a hand writing even after the pen's gone dry...
