Please just come forth. I’ll gladly befriend anyone!

Oh, Anon, if only you know.

The writer is a Zionist.

Sometimes yes, other times not. I always think I write when I’m sad but these days I find words just casually swim around waiting to be picked up and poured onto an excerpt.

I might not understand why you’d do that, but who am I to hinder you from doing so?

Tekken, Downhill Domination, Mortal Kombat, Samurai Warriors, Dynasty Warriors, Need for Speed, Midnight Club.

This will be a long discourse but I always think that we, as humans, are not alone, never alone. This universe is way too vast for a human’s comprehension, so there must be lots of civilizations out there, waiting to be found or discovered, or maybe finding for us too?

My own name when it is said by the right person. The familiarity in the tone they’re using is a part of my home.

How Did You Love (the piano version) by Shinedown. Give it a listen.