I'm a young teenage writer filled with thoughts to allow out into the world. I've been told that I'm a good writer, but I am just getting started. I want to allow people into the strange, eccentricity, and pain that grows through my mind. It may seem dramatic, depressing, involved, or hopeless, but isn't that the mind of a teenager? I write about just anything, love, nature, family, friends, and pain. Not everything is about me, sometimes I express myself in different ways, I let the words flow out of me, and there is no right or wrong what you gain or don't gain from it. So here I am! Read or don't, that's up to you. I'm just testing this out right now. 

Sincerely, 
I.L