Forever chasing the white rabbit that went down the hole. . .

I'm not a 'real' writer, to be honest. Sometimes, there are just some things that you have to put down on paper or type up in the computer just so you could be rid of them. Or just so you could admire them. Or perhaps just to have that feeling of having accomplished something, breathing life into a certain jumble of words, constructing a castle out of a scrapyard of letters.

But what do I know? I'm no 'real' poet either.

p.s. I am an easily-distracted, yaoi-loving fangirl. Thou hast been warned.