This site is merely an archive for my 8-year-old personal site, Crestfallen. Crestfallen is under a heavy overhaul for the new direction that I’m taking that domain. If you are looking for my personal blog, you can reach that through here.

A little background info what you see here:

Crestfallen.nu was born on March 2nd, 2006, just a few weeks before my birthday. If this site were a person, they’d be a Pisces. It is run by Nat Marie, powered by WordPress, a plethora of plugins, iced coffee, endless cussing at failed coding and sarcastic remarks.

After years of attempting to find a domain name that is simply me, it ended here. Hence, Crestfallen was born. It has been around for 2.5 years, and will be around for another as long as I can afford it. While CF.nu has layouts created by myself, the main purpose of it is not to show off graphical prowess (or the lack thereof). I know where my strengths lie, and I weigh heavily on these strengths. My strength? Writing. This isn’t to say that I don’t care about the look of the site. It’s just that I won’t put a lot of emphasis on it. I rather be true to myself. I’m not the best graphic maker. So there it is.

After doing some self observations, I’ve noticed that my writing has gone a different direction than it was before. It was a more depressive tone before. While there is depressive, there’s mostly dark, biting sarcasm. Honestly, I’m not sure what has changed it. But if it’s enjoyed, why quit now?

All of what I write here is mine unless otherwise noted. Please respect that and enjoy the site. I’m not going to be evil and say “if you don’t like it, then there’s the little X”. However, I say that if you don’t have anything nice to say, then spare me. 9 out of 10 times, I’m probably not going to give a shit, and I’m probably going to do the same shit I did before.

I have since decided to change my personal site to namari.org, but I still own Crestfallen.nu. I call these archives Light at the End because this site basically is a mini-memoir of 6 years of my life. I’ve been through hell and back, and if anything, this will be something that I re-read in case I need a reminder of how far I’ve come.


Archive of a darker time.