Hello there, dearest reader, 

There is something about the words scrawled on the paper you hold in your hands you may not know.

Writing is more than staining paper with smears of pretty words.

The act of writing is too share your entire soul with the universe, and present on a silver platter waiting for the sun to burn out your dream in a fiery flare of ultra violet light.

To write is to expose your darkest secrets and deepest, most shameful desires.

Writing is an excuse to empty your messed up, delusional, mind boggling feelings onto paper and expect the reader to magically understand.

If you just paint false words onto paper and make them more beautiful with time, your golden age will be like a match, it burns brightly but it fizzles out quick.

So dear readers, if you ever write do not be callous with the words you place on the paper.

Sincerely,

The Author