A garden of muses

I’m not your everyday, average tortured artist with a permanent scowl or colorblind sense of fashion, though i do gravitate towards the darker end of the spectrum. I like to make people laugh and even occasionally manage to smile in the right company.

  I’m actually quite a privite person in person but on paper i’ve always been able to let loose and bare all and then i discovered the internet and started posting. I mean why not? It’s therapuedic.

I will never likely meet any of you in person, you don’t know where i live or work, so you can’t stalk me in a way that i will really be bothered and yes i have had one or three and others that outright asked for my permission to do so.

I have that effect on people, i have yet to determine if it’s truly a compliment or more of a personal defect. I may never know.  If you read enough of these things in the right order, there shouldn’t be anything else you need to know about me. Most of the time i feel like it’s more than i want to know about me, but it serves its purpose. if i didn’t have this outlet to every so often empty my head like a  full dumpster, i might be surrounded by padded walls right now instead of computer accessories. So, i am totally grateful for this ability my mother says is God’s gift to me, even when it feels like a curse.