i have always been an avid reader and one day i realized that the stories i most wanted to see didn't exist yet, so i had to write them myself...i write the things i would want to read

i want to spend every second i have left writing, i'm just not me if i'm not...time isn't infinite for any of us, so why would anyone do anything other than what makes them happy?

"i never truly knew how to live until i knew i was dying"
--santiago cruz
truer words were never spoken...in my current experience i have learned that dying is not the end of life, but the beginning and i'm almost thankful for what i've been given the chance to do in the time i have left...every person here who has left a kind word for me on any of my projects has had a profound impact on my life and i will never forget it...thank you all.