I am lucky enough to truely know who I am at this age. But conveying who I am is a more difficult matter.
Some of the people I look up to or appreciate most are: Dr. Kinsey, Max Jacob, Henri Matisse, Amadeo Modigliani, Pablo Picasso, Elliott Smith, Bettie Page, and my sister for being such an amazing mother and photographer.
I love reading. Especially Philosophy, European History, and neo nazi literature. Some of my favourite books are: Bohemian Paris- The Birth Of Modern Art by Dan Franck, The Old Man And The Sea by Ernest Hemingway, A Treasury of Kahlil Gibran, The New Reich by Michael Schmidt, Voltaire's Candide, The Prince by Machiavelli, The Antichrist by Nietzsche, Seduced By Hitler by LeBor and Boyes
Writing is my passion, sometimes it's slightly abstract to veil my thoughts and emotions.. also, a lot of it is based on dreams. Sometimes I feel dreams are truth, and this is all a slightly off reflection.
"And how we laid, with beats rampid and retiring. I drowned in a freckle of your eye. and you climbed into mine. You told me your body was a clay I had formed, I told you my body was a canvas you had born. and we decided.. we'd break the mirror in the way."
That's all for now, I hope it reveals something of my true nature.