Nothings special about me; i'm a bastard from Fallen Tree. I'm just trying to survive by being a mercenary, making as much money as possible is my goal though.
Trying to be a writer while editing and proofreading in a corner somewhere.
Who am I to you? Who are you to me? Who are we to the world? What is the world to us? Life is a mysterious creature that you can only observe from afar, if you try to get to close it'll disappear.
You know, for a smart pony, I do some really stupid things.
Just a person that reads, writes, and reviews stuff. Oh, and draws.
Grass grows birds fly and brotha i eat people... not really Oh and im that guy who thumbs up everyones storys to make you feel better if your story was thumbs downed