I’m 24. I’m gay. I’m my own kind of enigma. My world is the only place I feel comfortable. I love so many things and the things that I love end up consuming me. I believe in self creation. I’m only interested in what’s real to me and I only care about the things that make me feel alive. There’s never any limitations on what my soul is capable of.
I like everything that once was alive and everything that predated 2000, music especially. I’m a sucker for bad stoner humor, the evolution of man, outer space, animals > people, reading and writing random prose, making lists…. SEX. naked bodies. women and the herb.