I'm not very sure what to write in this profile... nor am I very sure if anyone would want to read what I have to say in a profile. Meh, here goes nothing. |
The clock is ticking.
The clock is ticking...
Spring wakens, allowing the earth to
b r e a t h e...
One flickering lamp lights the musty room.
Two hits echo off of the cold basement walls...
"If you're writing doesn't meet your expectations, lower your expectations." |