i woke up one day and was born. i can't even remember much of my childhood but i won't complain. i love my parents, even though.
i drink to much.... soda. and this is what the devil does!
im from a town where the gray is everywhere. the sky and the streets, the water and thoughts. mies van der rohe built austere cold gray but beautiful buildings there, appropriate.
if i died tomorrow who would ever see this? i remember when my grandma died we found a book of poetry she had been writing. it was gorgeous. i miss her so much.