ok... my bio... I'm 17... hang out with freinds.... drink soda... draw whenever i get an inspiration of sorts... hmm.... thats pretty much it...

my favourite poem...
*ahem*

early in the morning in the middle of the night,
two dead boys came out to fight,
back to back they faced each other,
drew their swords and shot each other,
the deaf policeman heard the noise,
and came to see about the two dead boys,
if you don't belive this story's true,
ask the blind man, he saw it too!