Here is where my kind of magic happens.
All my sorrow and all my pain.
All my dreams and all my wishes.
All my happiness and all my bliss.
I write in hope not to attract attention or love, I write in hope to open the lid in this maelstrom and let the unparalleled interest of mine to run amok and let loose among the normal. Have fun trying to understand this abyss of paradox. And along the way, please shower me with love, and accept me as I am.