I prefer to keep my identity private. This is a place for self reflection. Some people reading this may already know me. But I shall never truly reveal myself here. This page has been created for my writings and ideas. At my lowest points this page will become my refuge. A place to vent, and ease my pain. Anyone is free to add this page to their friends list; although I'm not looking for popularity. I've had enough of that in my life and would like a break from it sometimes.
I can't seem to grasp reality. I once had it. I once had such a grasp on reality that some people might even call it a gift. I've lost that long ago. I struggle everyday to get it back to no avail. I haven't given up complete hope yet, but my light grows dim and the chance of "sanity" is getting further and further away.
The funny thing with "About Me" sections is that I feel I could write about myself forever until I actually sit down to do it. The words flow more easy when I am at my most masochistic. The dark side brings out my creativity. I was never able to figure out if the darkness enables me to work or if it's the brighter, happier times that allow me to express myself.
I will try to update this page as often as possbile. Just remember. You never saw me. I was never here.
