My name is Mills. Yes, that’s my first name. I strive to consume as much as I can with all that surrounds me, yet somehow always find a way to keep my head above water.
Recently, I came across a poem I wrote in 6th grade... Weird how some things never change. Or is it weird at all? I've been called weird for as long as I can remember, so don't ask me.
At the end of the day I try to treat life like one giant pool party. So, come on in because the water is fineeee!