Musician. I write as a hobby...
Interests:
-Sharp Satires
-Black Humor
-British Comedies
-Dark Books
-Music
-People
Love? Blood coursing through my veins, feeling every drop, as if out of place, like a drug, wondrously out of place, and they say I'm too young to love; Stomach a depthless void, devouring itself, yearning for more, when there is nothing, but there is something, and they say I'm too young to love; Empty minded, yet filled with ideas, her, me, us, and they say I'm too young to love; My Opium, addicted to its odorless scent, enthralled by its nonexistent taste, puzzled by its silent sound, delighted by its swirling images, and they say I'm too young to love; Love is not for the old, but for ...
More..Stephen Martel
Member since: September 2007
Articles Written: 2