This blog is the love child of Depression, Isolation, & Insomnia. Conceived in a room filled with incenses smoke and 14 year old me reading Drawing blood by Poppy Z Brite. After having finished The Sluts by Dennis Cooper an hour prior. Listening to a playlist filled with London After Midnight, Nirvana, Korn, Nine Inch Nails, Manic Street Preachers, and Type O Negative. During that time I deiced to start writing my own short stories and build my own realities. Now I have a computer hard drive packed to the brim and it’s about to combust. So, this is their little corner hidden within the vast world of cyberspace. A graveyard filled with tragedy laced in sinful desires. I will confess that all of the writings I did as a young teenager have been edited or rewritten.
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