danpixed

I aspire to be a great and powerful artist of enormous stature, yet at times I feel as if I've been struck with a mental deficiency. We've all felt that way, am I right?

Welcome to the glorious fictitious world of the nondescript. I am your defunct, impromptu narrator and my psychology is your guide. Learn through my words or fall prey to it. Those are your options.

"A heart beats in cadence with love. So let passion drive every weary step until your heart gives out altogether. How would we strive otherwise, if not for the ferocity of our yearning?"