I'm different every day. Unbalanced in variety. I found myself and everything and had to rip off my right wing. Who am I, where do I fit? I know, I see; am full of it. If I plead, don't answer me. Let me fade monstrosity. I'm sick of all this let lying dog take his meds, stay in the fog. I have briefly been clarified, and feel what others strive to hide. Their hurt has raped and branded me a sort of short calamity. Prepare the way to Rome; fuck reality. I'm coming home.
Current Residence: The rock I came from.
Favourite genre of music: Feel me. Touch me.
Favourite style of art: Real lies.
Operating System: My motherfucking brain. You have one too.
MP3 player of choice: Record player and Nintendo 3DS?
Skin of choice: changes with the passing wind.
Favourite cartoon character: Haji, always.
Personal Quote: "I'm a ship, not a submarine. I will ride the waves, not sink beneath." Violet Sturgeon