Reminds you of a movie crime scene where the detective stares at the victim while holding a cup of joe. Then a police officer approaches him; a notebook in hand. “There was a struggle says one of the witnesses.”

These are quasi-literature of my most private thoughts in the format of a diary. An account of almost anything under Sol. These are very sensitive, personal, and topics that some might find offensive but take it for what it is–my personal opinion.
Reminds you of a movie crime scene where the detective stares at the victim while holding a cup of joe. Then a police officer approaches him; a notebook in hand. “There was a struggle says one of the witnesses.”
Dear Diary, I have finally decided on a theme for this site and a piece for my debut article. Obviously, the former will revolve around my letters to you along with far-fetched stories that run amok inside the abysmal labyrinth of my mind. Drafting this … Continue reading Purpose