I'm a mess. I'm a wreck, but I'm unforgetable. I'm 20 years old, and that sucks. I'm in love with writing, I'm in love with words, and I'm in love with the beauty of one creature communicating with another simply with eye contact. We live in a spectacular world full of worderous bits, and my heart hurts for anybody that fails to see that. I'm already deeply and passionately in love with this planet, the next part of my journey is falling in love with myself. Maybe in the mean time you'll grow fond of me too, or at least my writings. (messages are always welcomed)