Your eyes are capable of hearing and feeling; a tear might drop. Your mind is capable of picturing. And I write words for the eyes to hear and for the mind to create images.
When I write a story, I feel I write the life of somebody who has lived, is living, or will live.
My friends tell me that I am a beast.
I tell them, no, I am not yet a beast. When I attain such level, I will make sure to let you know.
It is hard to write about myself because I change and adapt. I am not the same person as one hour ago.
I try to remain sexy for when I get rich.
To Kill Like Santa"
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