My mind never stops racing; I draw stories and elaborate descriptions from the most seemingly random occurrences and from the simplest things in life. My biggest source of inspiration is my own mind; my subconscious weaves stories while I sleep. I try to record them all in a note book; some of them will end up on here. I also occasionally write poetry. I am a writer and to me, writing is like breathing, but sometimes life suffocates me...
the Fall Foliage Fragrant on the Floor Fresh beneath my Feet Fills me with a Feeling of Fanciful Felicity as I Feast my eyes on the Fervent hues of the Flora of my Fortuitous home
Forged by Fealty now in a Forlorn state on this eve of Hallow's Eve.
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