"I write because you exists" - Micheal Faudet Life is full of misfortunes. But Could it be That all my misfortunes Could actually be Immaculate Misconseptipns? And what of love? With its thorns turned red from my pricked fingers? How do we begin to heal? Can you understand the depths of my words and feel them? I will paint a clear picture for you. So, picking up a pen With ink and paper, I present to you my picture. Drawn in letters Colored in wordsAll Rights Reserved