I'm a random dust within this vast cosmos. To simply put, I see myself as an abstract that even I could not comprehend.

I'm passionate about writing, and I always want to release everything going on in my head through my works; but unfortunately, my headspace is in absolute chaos and order wasn't always maintained. I have works, both in Fanfic.net and in this platform, none was complete even if I have been on the platform long enough (on Wattpad at least). And my drafts, oh boy, I don't want to get started on the drafts.

I'm partly brush-everything-on-a-whim and partly perfectionist, so you could imagine the utter chaos those two combinations could bring. It was easy for me to lose motivations, but I have always wanted to finish all of the things I have started-to see them all through. Another disastrous combination, ey?

Anyway, I see writing as my personal therapy, because the actual ones cost a lot and we're not very fortunate. So I hope as you read my works, as you reimagine the worlds you've fallen for in another light through my fanfics and through the countless fanfics out there... I hope you're healing too.

So, for all of us, who found our respite through fan fictions, fictions, novels, movies, anime, and other works that allows us to travel worlds and to know people-real or not-we are valid. We are lovely. We are awesome individuals, and we are free.