I write, but I have this disease where I can't get past the initial ideas of my stories, thereby making my head a cluttered, cluttered place. I swear, if it were possible to walk through my mind you'd just be stuck in a ball pit, where each ball is an unfinished story. Or a desperate craving for Doritos.
- website: www.weacciostars.tumblr.com
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