Skip to content
Because words are fickle.
My best attributes: can eat a whole cake in one sitting, usually smells good, knows how to bake bread, still in possession of most body parts.
And I call this masterpiece: Rife With Garbage Symbolism.
I was yours and I was mine. Now I am just mine. And it is okay.
…a complex multiform creature that bore within itself strange legacies of thought and passion… ~Oscar Wilde
Life is unbearable. Bear with me/bear apart from me.
A whiny, narcissistic tale of existential dread. BEST-SELLER.
A thought I had after spilling sprinkles on the floor.