SwayFromHell

I like to write stories. Sometimes I think, that's the only thing I can do. Seriously. No one will ever read them, or at least not in the next three or four years. Thats the time I need, to fix the chaos in my head an get along with the lava spittin' vulcano named my brain. And instead of lava it spitts ideas. I'm honest, they try to bury me, and there is no escape. The ideas will find me, always, dont matter where I'm gonna hide. Can't sit in a café or a Restaurant, without getting attacked by them... that's so annoying, can't say. So, think I'm crazy? Maybe you're right. But, at least, I never get bored :P I'm from Austria, and I wou