I am the monster under your bed, in your closet, and perhaps even in your mind. I’m the shadow from the corner of your eye that you never think anything of.

I'm a figment of your imagination, that is, until you believe in me.



My name is Nvr, and I'm the monster your mommy and daddy told you didn't exist.

They lied.

How could they lie, you're their precious baby afterall, right?

They wanted to fill your head with lies with such happy things as Sandy Claws, the Tooth Fairy, the Eats Your Bunny...

All of them were lies.

I am real. I am the void of darkness. I am the smallest thought in your mind, able to bring you into insanity if I feel like it.



But I'm not meant for evil, nor am I meant for good. I am meant to be your friend, your monster. Love me. Hate me. Abuse me. Hold me. I love you. Don't get too close, I'll eat your heart so you can be with me forever.



I have a heart. She has it. Who is she? A messenger of the devil. My monster. My Mistress. My lover. She's dirty but sweet, and I'd give anything for her.



Together we live in the world of dreams, and dance in candy corn fields. We sit upon the spiral hill and watch the world blossom.



I create the clouds and she paints the stars, and together we feast on gummi things.





Our world may seem crazy, but I'd never trade it for the world. Not on my life.

I'm an adult with an active imagination, a sketchbook, and some groovy tunes to jam to. You can call me immature, but my name is Nvr.



I have an imaginary friend of the same name, and I tend to imagine up some of my favorite monsters to go along for our adventures. You could say that I'm a skilled writer, but I say that I'm a skilled slacker. I love monsters, plastic stars, music boxes, and striped socks. I'm quite knowledgeable in video games, classic bands, and a lot of movies (I get it all from my family).



I have amazing friends in real life (who can also be found here) and some from Gaia and a lot from LiveJournal. They're my family, odd as they may be, so treat 'em with respect. I've known a few since back when I first joined LiveJournal, and we've stuck together like two cacti making love. You'll see most of them scattered around my page.



Also, wall of text! I love love love when someone has a profile that you just have to read, so that's why you'll see mine cram packed with everything that I deem somewhat useful. Sorry for in advance, feel free to skip it completely!