Harlow Clark

I write stories and ramble about absolutely nothing with a mound of tinfoil on my head. You can either take the blue pill and ignore me, or take the red pill and a roll of foil and join me on the streetcorner.

I don't buy into the conspiracy theories, though. I just like the smell of tinfoil.

Be sure to check out my blog and story when you have the time. Now would be awesome since, you know, you took the time to drunkenly stumble onto my profile. Or maybe you're not drunk. Maybe you, like me, are just alwasy "like this."