In the complication of the world I see awe, I pick that and dwell on it in hopes of understanding. I think too much and often end up over thinking every other thing; but that's the beauty of it. I magnify things in ways unimaginable even to myself. I am abnormal in more ways than can be spoken of, sort of like a Science experiment that went terribly wrong. With that said, welcome to my medulla, I hope you understand me in my writing or at least get a picture or feel how I felt writing. My writing doesn't apply to anyone in specific but I like to venture into the worlds of 'what if' and 'how do they feel'.
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BuckEyeD BuckEyeD Sep 14, 2015 10:37PM
My sincerest apologies for the silence. In consolation though, I'm working on a new piece titled 'For The Love Of Cindy' which should be up soon. My regards. 
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