This is nothing serious, I just put in here whatever I like, whether it's poems or short stories or how I'm feeling or even the beginning of stories that I just haven't developed 'cause I'm lazy. Enjoy my coins.
Old "poems" of the young boy. These are garbage and cliché. If you have found your way here, I do not recommend reading, unless you are truly curious to see where I came from. The subject matter is sensitive, often hypothetical, and as far as I remember, less than brutal. These are works of hope, fragmented memories, and a heart that tried to heal, though never broken.