But [Together and Alone]

"I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but."

--Maniac/KID CUDI ft. CAGE

I've been working on a sort-of-kind-of memoir for the past year. It's been an extremely rough, raw writing experiment; terribly unorganized. The past two months I've spent trying to put some order to the whole concept in hopes to bring the short stories I've lived through, back to life. I want to share these experiences to entertain anyone who wants to be entertained. I also want to empathize with others who may have gone through and seen some of the realest life situations.

After living through some of the biggest life changes a person can live through, I feel like sharing my stories will positively affect anyone who chooses to listen or read. Most of what I've been through, would and will, shock people. If the stories are taken for face value, they sound like depressing, scary urban legends. However, if people place their own life experiences in between the written lines of mine and compare them, our experiences become shared. Everyone's experiences, everyone's problems, and everyone lives are connected, [and "no one man's stresses are greater than any other man's"].


Through this way of sharing, we live each and every experience together, so no one is ever truly alone.

But I'd be lying if I said I never wished that I was truly alone, sometimes.