I believe in the number 16.

"Twas bryllyg, and ye slythy toves
Did gyre and gymble in ye wabe:
All mimsy were ye borogoves;
And ye mome raths outgrabe."

An aspiring poet and short-story writer. Is an advocate of literary nonsense and freeverse; often times writes absurdly -- from the heart. Isn't particularly good at describing himself. Doesn't usually speak in third person. Likes to read classic literature. Favorite authors and poets are e.e. cummings, John Green, Lewis Carroll, Franz Kafka, and Walt Whitman. Is a devout Whovian. Excessively references Greek mythology. Helplessly in love with his girl. Has trouble finishing books. Desperately wants a typewriter. Can be very cynical, quasi-nihilistic, and critical. Can also be a good listener, good film addict, and good sleeper.
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  • JoinedJune 26, 2012


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kafkasparasol kafkasparasol Sep 22, 2012 11:57PM
If that is true, it must be simply because you are my muse. If it is false, I should be hanged immediately. I love you, Rose. You impossible thing.
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