There are some things that I don’t know how to talk about. So I write.

There are some things I can’t say. So I write them.

Things hurt, things feel awesome, life goes on, I write.

I write a lot. For my self. I do a lot of drawings too. Well, you know that.

How strange is it that after all that we are strangers again?

There are some things that I just can’t write. So. I show my penis instead.