Brainfog Berättelser

There was a mirror in a section off the kitchen. In that mirror, a figure, almost just like him, stood there with a seemingly confused look on their face. Odd. That mirr...

Poems and writings from a simple, melancholic, depressed person, who is looking for a purpose to his life. I write about how things appear to me. This work deals mostly...

some knots take painfully long to unravel

= A diary/journal/blog of sorts to shove my secret self into the blinding light of day. =

Moses is a cat, just a normal cat. Though his owner has been acting rather strange recently... perhaps it's just his odd imaginations... or perhaps it's something a litt...

Just lots of thoughts and shit.

The mixed up, late nights & early mornings ramblings of a brain injury survivor...