Dreams Of One So Chaotic, Yet Beautifully Orchestrated Into Mellonchollie
So, I figured it was about time I re-did this. Wrote it more like me and not a front.
I am many different people, all at once, yet not existing at all. My life is never constant. It is alway ways a maze of confusion and bad situations. Sometimes sprinkled with cotten candy bubbles of happines and love - just for effect and show.
I am chaotic and spontanious. But I'm true to the core and cause. To lie is to deny myself. And those of the experiance.