I’m Calzone, the human trombone, I’m 22, living with bipolar 2, I love writing poetry, singing, listening to music, driving loud cars with the windows down, smoking that sweet kush, having a mullet, cuddling, parallel play, long walks, fervent conversations at 3AM, petting cats, drinking lots of water, being vulnerable with people I can trust, running my mouth, shiny things, the post apocalyptic genre, the joy of creation, and mushrooms, specifically only if all of those things are experienced in that exact sequential order. Thank you, I am Cal, I will cleave the sun in two and drink it’s solar blood, mark my words.