Do you really want to know who I am?
Or do you want the carefully edited version of who I want you to see? Of who I expect you'll want to see?
Because the real me? Well, he's doughtful, and questi0oning, and drunk, and scared. And he doesn't really know what tomorrow will bnring.
Reality is niot clean or carefully designed. It simply is. And if you can't handle that, then you should unfollow this imperfect vessel. And maybe follow someone who will more careully alighn himselrf with what you expect of an author of stories, tales, and maybe even legends.
I'm not that.
I'm just me. Ugly, flawed and real. I know ... that's just awfulness wrapped in a pretty bow.
If you want a cracked ghem with a tight band of leathe4r wrapped 'round, to hold it all together ...
Well, I'm your man...