Charles. A self-professed dandy, reluctant nihilist, half-hearted Satanist, voluntarily middle-aged----an angry queer, an empty-house-singer, and an arrogant nostalgic.
I aspire to be a writer someday (among many things), or, failing that, a homeless troubadour wandering aimlessly through strange lands and collecting words, annoying habits, and beautiful non-verbal expressions in the form of helpful flashcards. This is the blog where all my good words go. Stick around with me a while?
Harry Styles has never promo'd this blog on twitter.