I could well be the most stupid person you'll ever meet. Not puts fingers in plug stupid... I'm just weird at times. Idiosyncratic. Mass romantic fool. Anemic and manic, I'm like the weather.

I can't tell you when I first started to write. Who cares? It's not your age nor how long you've been writing that counts. It's what you write.

I can't think in a structured way and I am afraid that I'm the only one understanding what I write. It's like speaking my own language. We all love, we all hate... it's not what we feel, but how we feel it that's important. And unique.

1. Seclusion

Lonely, lonely little honey. Rated T, because you wouldn't understand anyway. Under tragedy, because I find it sad.

Complete - Love - Fiction Rated: T - English - Tragedy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 51 - Reviews: 0 - Updated: 11-15-06 - Published: 11-15-06