This blog serves as my temporary escape as well as my push to go back into consciousness because art reassures me that there is still good in the world. And I also needed a space to share my remotely retarded interests and love-driven talents.
The following is a collection of my muses—and sometimes my own work, as a result of being aided by my muses (Plato said, "at the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.")—for whenever college life dropkicks me into a mental desert. Bless them.
Now, I dare you to sit your ass down and love me.