Elliott.
I am 16 years old. I open up to people quickly. You can find me pushing my girlfriend around department stores in a shopping cart. I enjoy long walks on the beach and drawing with shitty pens. I'm not religious, but I'm interested in religion. I am a fiddler who plays bluegrass music. I'm a good listener and I want to design levels for video games as a career.
I climb trashcans and doesn't afraid of anything.
I like me, but not too much. Hello.
I am 16 years old. I open up to people quickly. You can find me pushing my girlfriend around department stores in a shopping cart. I enjoy long walks on the beach and drawing with shitty pens. I'm not religious, but I'm interested in religion. I am a fiddler who plays bluegrass music. I'm a good listener and I want to design levels for video games as a career.
I climb trashcans and doesn't afraid of anything.
I like me, but not too much. Hello.
Deep in the layers of archaic sediment,
cycles are churning and time’s no impediment.
Leaping, licking, dancing movement,
using pain for self-improvement.
Wash the sin from my hands, quickly free me of crime;
take the tallest of mountains, destroy them with time.
The wind that whips across the desert floor,
will soon be calm and whisp’ring past your door.
