This is a place where I put many of the songs I have written. They are on a range of topics including collectivism, solidarity, love, hate, pain, healing, and hope.

This is a collection of songs I’ve written, on topics such as love, rebellion, hope, pain, oppression, solidarity, desire, and more.

This is a collection of some of my poems. Poems about learning, hurting, loving, hoping, sacrificing, healing, and facing this world in all of its beauty and its horror.

I was no king, but to call me 𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘀 was no mistake. Still, I fancied myself an artist, a creator, bending the truth to be called 𝗣𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗼.

But all I really am is nothing more than a coward. I am neither a king nor an artist. So I shall run. Run from the truth, run from My Rose, and myself.

Because I 𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 to myself!!!

To them...

A Life in the In-Betweenis an exploration of life, memory, identity and time woven together.

A-reum Marlowe's life shatters when she discovers her fiancé’s betrayal with her own sister. Heartbroken, she flees into a stormy night, where tragedy strikes—a sudden accident plunges her into darkness. But death does not greet her. Instead, A-reum awakens on a mystical, uncharted island surrounded by lush, enchanted forests and ancient ruins. She learns she is no longer just A-reum but has become Slyvia, the Saintess of Radiance, a mythical figure who was part of an ancient pact to protect the land of Arcadia from corruption.

Slyviadiscovers she and three other saintesses were bound to eternal sleep to maintain the balance of light and purity across Arcadia. But something has gone terribly wrong—she is awake, alone, and the once-harmonious land is plagued by darkness and decay. To restore balance, Slyviamust find the sanctuaries of the three missing saintesses, uncover their fates, and reignite their dormant powers.

Her journey across Arcadia is fraught with peril and unexpected allies. Among them is Caelum, a mysterious and brooding knight who claims to be a guardian of the saintesses. Bound by an unspoken connection, their bond deepens as they traverse treacherous lands, facing beasts twisted by corruption and uncovering a sinister plot to destroy the saintesses’ eternal covenant.

But as Slyviadelves deeper into the mysteries of the other saintesses, she begins to uncover truths about her own awakening. Was her revival truly an accident, or was it fate? And what sacrifices will she have to make to save Arcadia—and her own heart—from the shadows threatening to consume them all?

In a tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, The Eternal Saintessweaves fantasy and romance into an epic journey of self-discovery and the fight to reclaim a world lost to darkness.

Maeve Connor, 32, is a special education teacher who believes her boyfriend of five years will finally propose during the holidays. To her horror and shock, her boyfriend drops a bombshell that not only will he not propose, but he doesn't love her anymore. Her hopes and dreams have been dashed before Christmas, and she believes she is doomed to never find true love. That changes when she meets the handsome CEO Treyton Bledig.

Treyton, 50, is the CEO and a werewolf. However, it is not just any ordinary werewolf, but the Alpha of the Bloodraven Pack in California. Despite all of his success, he lacks success in his love life. Although he couldn't find his mate, he married and had a child. However, he and his wife divorced, and Treyton is again left alone, making him feel alone, bitter, and jealous of those with someone for Christmas. However, when he meets Maeve, everything changes for him; she is his mate.

This is their Christmas story.

I'm a gamer. It is my main hobby. I even get paid from time to time. I love playing mmorpg games, and I even have my own guild. However, not everyone can be as nice and look as good as in a video game.

Outside of video games, I am an ugly loser. Even if you want to argue I'm not ugly, you cannot argue I look good in the slightest. I have no meat on my bones, I'm short, timid, and shy. What is the worst, is the only compliment anyone can ever muster towards me is that I have pretty eyes. Which just in itself isn't a complement due to the mass amount of ridicule I endure because that is my only redeemable trait, and it is such a feminine one at that.

However, despite all of this, in video games, women approach me. it is extremely weird, but it is ok. Somewhat. I enjoy it, it makes me feel somewhat competent. However I of course reject them all.

"If you saw me irl, you would take back your words," and, "I don't even know your age or your gender, and even if you tell me, how could I trust you?"

Then, one fateful day in class, I had an encounter that would disrupt my life in both good and bad ways, all the bad ways being my fault.

"What's your name?" She asked, tilting her head while waving her hand.

The musings of a sheltered "gifted kid" who turned out to be mediocre.

It's my final year in university, and I'm looking for a full-time graduate job. I've so many things yet to achieve, so many unfinished projects, and it seems like "adulthood" is not going to be forgiving. So why not try to improve my writing and vocabulary skills in a blog like this?

However, in a virtual world, anyone can lie. Therefore, you can't even take the events of this journal as the truth.

A story about wonder and acceptance, of two underwater creatures from different worlds. Can their unlikely bond bridge the gap between their contrasting lives?

Relationship,is the most important to everyone else in their own life.Communication,is the important things to everyone in everywhere.Both of them is connected to each other.

Let's us read how I think about the connection between Relationship and Communication!

lyrics to a fake love song, enjoy!