There is an unquenchable thirst that continues to haunt my very existence should I be kept from writing. I’m no expert in the field of literature but I am quite confident that I have crafted noticeable dabbles with or without a suitable roleplay partners. I have written a few poems out of being madly in love with a certain person at work, usually that was the case, and I do hold them ever so dear to me. So I hope posting them here won’t be an issue. I also have been in several fandoms for almost five years and have collaborated with a few wonderful, wonderful people that had kept me going despite the unstable rate of quality rolep