I like to be referred to as an unemployed artist because it has a nice ring to it but really I’d like to be an author or some sort, although I do enjoy drawing as much as I do writing.
There’s not much to say about me except I hate the city and would rather be as far away from it as possible. I like open areas where no one is around. As enjoying as people are I’m fully prepared survive by myself alone in a forest with a house made out of dead animals and generally good looking sticks. As long as I can have a cup of tea and a cigarette in the morning then everything should be fine.