Obsession.
Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession. Obsession.
There are many obsessions in this world. Some are good, like when you're obsessed with health food or exercise. There are some mediocre obsessions such as football or movies. And some are dangerous. Highly dangerous.
For example. If you have an obsession with video games or fire, you simply pull the plug, or take away the matches. What do you do when the obsession is something that's not material? What if it's something that you can't physically touch?
What if you have an obsession with something like...numbers? Yes. Numbers. And maybe even a certain number. You can't take away numbers. They're everywhere at once. They are in the steps you walk, the breaths you take, the money you make, and even the seconds in your life. You can run as far and as fast as you can, but there's no way you can escape the numbers. Even if you were to lose your eyes, your thoughts still could bring you the numbers that you just were trying to escape. They are essentially . . . the worse thing to be obsessed with. There is no way to break the obsession other than your own free will.

erm..this is an intro to a story i'm writing...i need to know if you want MOAR?

so yeah dudes,
i'm coming back on here...
working on some new poetry
and a new story and i'm pretty psyched to put that on here (:
can't wait to be with all the old friends once again!

Well, it's official. i'm gone off of deviant art. i'm sorry to leave you all, but i have been found not capable of keeping control of what i put on here. thank you all for your support over the year, or half a year, or whatever. it was great to meet you all and get to see all of your art work, or poems....this has been great.

i may be back one day...i'll find you, i promise