My Distorted Reality.
My Looking Glass
They call me Cobra. You can, too.
18. Vegetarian. Agnostic. Individualist.
Psychology major. Art minor.
Born in the wrong generation.
I firmly believe that my cat is my spirit animal.
I'm sassy all day erryday. It's no longer a trait, it's a lifestyle.
My blog isn't about being read, it's about being written.
"And he didn’t really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere, because you really have to go somewhere, don’t you?"
Lafcadio, the Lion Who Shot Back
"I drank until you weren’t real."
Six Word Story (#12)