And I rode along side
Till you lost me there in the open road
And I rode along side
Till the honey spread itself so thin
For me to break your bread
For me to take your word
I had to steal it
—"A Sorta Fairytale", Tori Amos

"Who set us up for this? God, do you think? Or people like us, but a couple of million scales bigger — doing just what we're doing now? And maybe somebody's doing the same with them. Where does the Game end? Maybe it's infinite."

Blood
— Michael Moorcock

"That's all this is, an insomniac's dream, and sooner or later, we will all wake up and realize that we meant nothing at all to the great scheme of things and that we were all doomed from the beginning."

By me.

Now about me. I'm Chinese, but living in the U.S. I'm a sophomore in high school. Besides homework, I write fanfiction and original fiction.

Those reading PU (Robert!), I'm changing the names so you gotta wait forever for updates!

My poetry is kinda abstract. Usually, a phrase just pops into my head, and I start from there. So, if things don't really make sense, it's meant to be like that. After all, I think abstract sometimes, too.

I think my poetry is getting short. I like writing long poems, and short poems really make me feel...you know. I find that I'm starting a new pattern in my poetry again...different phases in my life seem to contribute to it.

Original fiction comes to me in spurts, and I write when I can. I wish I can control my muses...but then, they wouldn't be muses.

Thank you for stopping by!