Welcome to An Inky Mess, home of the scribbler, a sub species of homo sapiens which only comes out to interact with others of its genus at night, most often during thunderstorms with a cup of hot chocolate clutched in its translucent hand. It frequently squints at sunlight and does not appear to comprehend the most basic of human interactions- for instance, the notion of exercise and dieting is a foreign concept to this sad creature. Instead, it lives on the internet, hidden inside a cocoon of blankets, scribbling thoughts and stories on word documents and obsessively saving them online.

Please, join the scribbler in the inky mess of its life, and enjoy the fruits of its antisocial existence.