I'm not insane.
        At least, I'm pretty sure I'm not. You can never tell. I guess that makes us all a little crazy.
But that's besides the point. First off, I'm me, as we can all tell. I'm the left hand of God and the right hand of justice. You may call me Death. And all that  it implies.
     
Remember when i said I wasn't insane? I lied.

I love horror, though i admit its a bit overused. Not much to work with, but hey, i like a challenge. And food. Food is good.
    
 Back on topic. I love poetry, especially the dark, messed up kind. I love free verse, do to its lack of formality. And Cacti. I hate Cacti.
     
I swear I'm not insane.