The man that hath no music in himself Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds is fit for treasons stratagems and spoils.
I write about wounds the eternal treasons of life. It's not very funny but it's sincere. My commitment is to sincerity.
When I was a teen I thought I would have to choose between my writing or my music or my art but it turns out it's a difficult juggling game but I can do all of them.