It's been 18 years and I am still in this god forsaken country called ' Holland ' or ' the Netherlands ' as some would prefer. There is no other place I love more to be then my own prison cell called ' my bedroom ' and the one friend I can always rely on is named ' literature ', or as I like to call it ' my Bible Black '. 
I'm honestly curious if I, one day, will make it to my Valhalla that is ' Turkey '. 
In the mean time, I hope I can provide you with some enjoyable reads that I have written in my many diaries. 
Maybe one day if I can't make it, at least I hope my drawings can make it into the surface and stride to make my existence a famous one. ( I also hope that I won't cut my ear off for a sacrifice )  

Well, see you in my other profiles if you can find them <3 ( jk :) )
Message me if you want to ask me something, but I doubt these guards will give the letters directly at me, so be warned that I'm not the only one that will read your messages. 

DENNIS