Although I prefer to remain enigmatic, my intentions bloat to include those regarding my personality, in addition to a few minor facts. 

I am Z, a writer of poetic language. An artist of sorts, yet alternatively a storyteller. Scouring the expanses of poetry on this site, I came upon a great deal of miniature stanzas containing themes of heartbreak or dismay of some vein.

The purpose of my posting upon this turquoise-laced Wattpad is to offer a sense of differentiation. I write not of teenage love, yet of tragedy. I write not of who broke whom or clichéd love stories. I do not wish to insult those who do, however, their art is of their own validity and the worth they attain within it is for their own minds to evaluate; not mine.

In conclusion, I am a simple wind of change and slight variety. Though I literarily paint of sorrowful despondency, it is unorthodox for reasons of length and content. Alternatively, if you decide I am no different, I apologise for the misconstrued advertisement.

Goodnight & good luck.
  • The Equilibrium of Realism and Figurative Inquiry.
  • JoinedSeptember 15, 2015

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