I'm an artist; a creator of my selves and all of their personalities.
What they call well rounded is simply all of my wonderful characters dying for attention; an astounding example of massacre.
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Guitarist, singer/songwriter, coffee drinker, health enthusiast, chess lover. Rebuilding creativity.
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