I love, pecan pie, blue, olives, music is where I hide.
I am really part of en elite group of mutants fighting fighting in a secret war...
I miss my nan's freshly baked bread. As a child I used to fight with my cousin for the first slice, the crust and then slap some butter and apricot jam on it.
I have tried writing songs but they came out as hate-speech. I stopped.