Call me a weirdo, a creep, I don’t give a shit.

I am drawn to the outcasts, the 'special' ones, and the weirdos. I cherish relationships that take intricate effort to cultivate. Easy friends are easy to make. And maybe easy to lose. I am more interested in those that society overlooks or chooses to avoid. I invest my energy to listen to and learn about their stories and most importantly how I can help them. What do they gain? Well, my friendship. For what it's worth. Others might think I'm weird for being friends with weird people. But I have the will to defend them. Because the stories untold are sometimes the better ones. Richer ones. And that inspires me to write. I am a collector of stories. I sometimes speak for them in my poetry in words they could never form. And by doing all this I help them come out of their shell. Or they dont even need to come out to prove anything to anyone. I only want them to feel comfortable in their own skin and not feel that everyone is against them.