Final/most pressing likes/dislikes of past and present.

Ghost was one of my nicknames when I was little. Because I always seemed to pop up randomly.

I always felt like I was the dingy penny in the group.
Trying to fit in but never really quite getting there.

 

I was obsessed with toys when I was little,
I even modified a few of them with an exacto knife.
Like the storm trooper guy on the left.

Solitude.

I love going on walks at night. Both in the city, or in the woods.

 Under the gun by father time.

Writer's Block. Very Frustrating.

Distraction +5.

The Creeper/Pedophile. One of my most stonch hatreds.

This is my brother Conor's desk one morning.
I loved it because I didn't have to place any of these objects,
and they all have meaning