Building my life around lifeless colors and reaching for bright, fierce colors through the deafening tap of the keyboard. I write what I want to read, therefore, I might be writing clichés. I believe that life is an open door and my mind is a puddle of mess. I can't live a day without coffee but I can last a day without stepping out of our rusty gate. In person, I don't talk to strangers except when I'm being a hypomanic noob. 

There are three things that I crave for in this lifetime: independence, my own room and a peace of mind.

I believe that I'm a demigod, through and through.

In God's perfect time, my friend.

I live to tell the story.


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