Some people tell me this place does not exist. Some say that I need to stop talking about it. They say that if I "continue with this nonsense," I'll end up being in my own little world for the rest of my life. But you know what? That doesn't sound all that bad to me. That sounds better than real life. Sorry, I know I suck at descriptions... This is an essay-like peace about a place I know of. The cover picture is not mine. I do not claim rights to it.

When Castiel Novak finally gets Dean Winchesters attention, everything is perfect. His whole world is made, until Crowley shows up. He has different ideas.

A way to vent my anger using poetry

This poem is basically my heart poured out. I am sorry if if it just doesn't feel right. it is all pure feelings in verbal form. Hope you people like it. -hoping that no one, ever experience a heart break as bad as mine.<\3

My Gothic poetry collection

It's basically what the title says... I write to vent, so don't expect it all to make perfect sense.

This is a collection of poems I wrote. Poems written in this book are sad poems. So yeah, read if you feel like it.

"I'm Sorry." Two short words, yet sometimes, we found it hard to tell someone.