I Don't Even Know How To Define

I Have A Lot Of Growing Up To Do, Or A Lot Of Growing Down. I Think That's Probably More Appropriate.

I Write A Good Amount. I've Been Gathering Up A Backlog Of Stuff And Maybe I'll Do Something With It Someday, But I Don't Want To Talk About It Just Yet Because That Would Jinx It.

I Hope People Don't Think I'm Crazy, Because I'm Not.

I Felt Like I Had Two Fathers. I Had My Real Father And The Father In My Head.

I Don't Even Know How To Define Myself. I'm A Person Who Writes. It's Something I Enjoy, And Hopefully People Enjoy It As Well.