To the old, I say, Behold! for I have returned once more, and may this not be a fleeting visit. For the new, rejoice, or jeer, for an ancient of this wonderful site has surfaced from the depths of time (and adolescence) to regale you with his knowledge. I wonder, was that just a little too narcissistic? Perhaps, but I like it too much. Oops....
Regardless, this is a biography, and I shall not waste it on pleasantries. Hello, and welcome, readers, to my profile. My name is Stephen, I am aged 16. and I live somewhere in Canada (Can't get too specific, now can I?). When I first began here at Fictionpress, I was but a wee lad of 13, new to the world of adolescence, and fresh in my thoughts, though some might say my mind was more adavanced than that already. No matter, for I digress. At the time, I was heavily obsessed with vampires. Not all the way to Gothdom, but it was rather bizarre nonetheless. From my mind and my fingertips burst forth an awesome collection of dark poems which underlined precisely how I was feeling: Poetic, and filled with the spirit of writing.Sadly, that fierce spirit has lain dormant since mid-late 2004. But fear not, for I am back, perhaps for a second stand, and I'm ready to bedazzle all. Obviously, my obsession with vampires hasdied out, a year ago to be precise, but my mind still runs free from the trappings of conformity.
Had enough? That's okay. I am not offended. I will simply pray that God murders you in the night, like any good atheist would (Hint, Hint)
Without further ado, let us delve and explore the depths and powers of the mind.
Onward!
Note: I have removed all unnecessary poetry that I have written, as most of it is expansions of central themes, which I had already expressed about halfway through my stint.