I bear an often loud, presumptuous mind but is always marvelling upon even the simple things in life. I am fond of things abstract that's why I'm mostly into psychological thrillers, surrealistic literature and psychedelia.

I challenge myself to cover up the margins of my creativity, but I always seem to fail especially because my mind is never empty. The only problem is that I find it hard to figure things out. How much worse could things go when I try to put them to words?

But then, I do hope this would be something I could do for a long run.