She is eighteen years old, into books, dreams, art, poetry, and adventure. Into people, and loneliness; into fun, and silence. The world is dangerous, and that's her joy.
Here there be dragons! And here, there be heroes.
Her world is a big messy city, filled with surprisingly amazing people, and amazingly mundane things. They keep her alive, in a way: alive and burning with lust. Wanderlust, that is; what were you thinking? One day she'll scour the world, but now she's stuck here--happy, but for the occasional complaint. There's a lot to see from these windows; the grass is greener here because she says so.
Her life is an enchanting novella, and yours is too. Inside her head, that is. How can you not live in excitement, knowing that, behind every face you see every single day, there's a story of unlimited proportions? And there are thoughts you'd never expect to find...
She's here to tell you: everything is worth telling. Every story's worth hearing. Every idea's worth publishing. And out of the brilliant billions, here's a little bit of her share of brainjunk.
Everything is worth telling.
