The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

I’m k.

I am a rebel without a cause who likes to sleep by 10pm. I like instructions and I hate being told what to do. I am opinionated and apathetic. I am cynical and a hopeless romantic. I have trouble censoring my thoughts.

I write, I read, but mostly, I think about writing and reading. I think; sometimes I do. I might not write for weeks and then suddenly produce ten ostensibly different thousand-word pieces over the weekend.

I am incredibly online, so I am constantly aware of what the cool kids are thinking. I am therefore always irritable, and I have become the elderly neighbour waving a cane around.. At first, this blog started out as a nice, happy-go-lucky page where I’d post sunny poetry and product reviews; since then, I’ve grown up. I don’t review things anymore because you’ll find an abundance of people who will do that for you, and you don’t need another person telling you to buy that new mascara.

Coursing through childhood and my teenage years, I found a friend that would stay with me for good: crippling anxiety. Cliché, I know, the writer with a broken brain. The pen found me before adolescence; I’d always been a quiet kid who never really spoke up. I just sat there, seething, a face like thunder. I had nowhere to put that volatile energy bubbling up inside me, so I started to write. I wrote stories, I wrote poetry, and I wrote things that scared the other kids away.

Since then, my hostile temperament has settled and I know exactly what it means to grow through the pain. I don’t write with sadness anymore, and I don’t pretend to be an oracle whose knowledge must be imparted on everybody I come across; but I have learnt a thing or two. Behind my words are years of reading, loving, enjoying, hurting, and getting myself in less than favourable situations.

Hope you enjoy.


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