I've been living my life for years now and those years would never bring me here if there wasn't the wild imaginations and great ideas being thought of. It was fun for the use of daily life but it was not enough for the limitless thoughts running around my head in addition to the piled emotions in my heart desperate to be expressed in some ways.

Well, basically, with the luxury of time, I will spend it with my imagination to give great motivation that drives  the expression of my emotions.

 Life is not full of hardships. It only consists of hardships. Because life itself is experience entirely.


PS.And please do excuse some of my stories as some of it were written on the days of my immaturity which was when my imaginations were too wild to make sense.