Personality- Not sure what to call it… Um… I guess I’m more of a man of what if scenario and how to overcome it. How would people react, what would be the best/worst answer to the problem? To talk to me in life is more on how I see you in first person. You come off as a badass dick, I’m not gonna talk to you. Avoiding confrontation, stay living right? If you come off friendly, I give off small talk. If you are uninterested, I leave you alone. If you are interested I might spark a more in depth conversation that may require you to have a brain working.

Simple… I will rant on and on to my closes friends about anything in my head. I talk most when I’m in a dark yet relaxing room. Um… What else… I in general, my idea of the world and how to socialize with others can vary everyday. I may talk, but it’s what I do in the said situation that may have me saying, “Man, I’m a hypocrite.”

I take that, learn from it, and use what I learn from others, and use it. Though one thing I can’t get over is when to say something, when to stop, and when to speak my mind. Timing ya know? Anyways, need to get to the rest of the character template or I’ll be on this all night. Ha, ha…

Last thing, a bit more of my darker reasoning. Is that I have a complexity of irony and ego, selfishness. A little sickening shadow, that I store my suppressed negative thoughts, manifests into something worse at times, an insanity complex. Lovely right? I love to tell you how he feels about things but that would indeed take… All night. So, I throw two perspectives time to time eh?




Background Information - I grew up living with my mother. I would go and see my father every other weekend. My parents never married, and they had me at the age of 19. The both of them, they raised me well, but I have large flaws because of my predicament. See, for a while, I had no father figure. When I was four, my first brother came, and his father left my mother, like mine. Unlike Blake’s father, mine paid child support and wished to see me cuz he cared. Blake’s father wanted an abortion. As you can see Blake does not see his father, he just now started paying child support when Blake is 13.

When I was 9, my second and last brother came to me and Blake. His name was Mason. His father, unlike mine or Blake’s, wanted to see Mason after he left my mom, but had daughters and till this day been though four other women sense my mother, adding a daughter with each woman. I feel bad for them, but I can relate to them, cuz, we all suffered without a father figure and all had became soft and gave are mother crap for it.

My mother met my step-father, about four years ago. He stayed, he still around, and as the father figure has change us three from are wimpy useless lives and gave us a chance to be who we wanted to be. Though the damage of eleven years of no father still leaves me with my mother’s thought processes and lesser skills. I am now becoming more of an army brat now.

As for events in life, at birth I choked and nearly died. Then at the age of five me and Blake, my mother too, were in a car crash with a semi truck. I hit my side and I suffered no damage other than the bruise from my seat belt. My mother got a broken nose, and my Brother had glass in his face.

My mom came from a broken home, so she is not like other mothers. You can’t live with her, for, she, thinks that I am an abuser to women (which is not true) making trust and loyalty hard in the house. My father, I still see, gives me advice every time I see him, and that was the best knowledge I ever got from a man. Finally, my friends, all but one has messed up homes. My best friend is rich, great family, and no social problems like bulling in school due to his size. I am small, and a bit of a pushover, so I always look up to him, and try out do him.

That’s pretty much it; I most likely gave toooooo much bio. But hey, I trust I’m not wasting my time and effort right?

Goals – I want to have a home, a wife, a job, and at least one child.

To live to I’m at least seventy.

To have no regrets in life.

To unlock life’s secrets.

To save someone’s life.

To kill someone for any reason, and be forgiven for it.

To claim insanity and make it my bitch! XD