Self Deception

Poetry 2017 And if I burn out in a fit of psychosis, remember me as a young god, with that smile made of daggers, even if I was the most dangerous thing you could've touched. Perhaps all that danger comes from the multiple personalities, but all I know is I've got something fucking with me, and it possesses me until...

2016 Memories / For the 17 to my 83

I am afraid of not documenting this, therefore I am randomly writing a series of events that have happened in my life over this year in order to save them from oblivion. this is my life. don't expect it to make sense