I'm a walking sunshine. I think I've gain an ability to turn everything into art. I believe in magic, and words. I'm mostly always romanticizing my life. I love to write a lot, and I often found myself swinging legs sitting on the moon. I change with the seasons, winters are here and I've been living the feeling of strangeness, stillness and dark weather. Like, there's no destination and I'm stuck wherever I am, and it's good. Because I'll finally enjoy my reality. People often tell me I'm whimsical. And, I'm hoping to share a piece of my world with somebody.