The human personality is a complex, fragile one. It is beautiful and ugly, endless and finite. A person can inspire and defeat, encourage and discourage, make friends and enemies. I have been downgraded to the lower depths of humanity, grown up in unlikely places with unlikely fellows. I am many things. In 19 years I have seen more defeat, been discouraged and made more enemies than I would like to count.
I am an abuse survivor.
I am a bullying victim.
I am an artist.
I am a student.
I am a friend.
I am an athlete of many sports.
I am a Nightwish, Blind Guardian and Rammstein fan.
I am a Potterhead.
I am a reader.
I am imaginative.
I am indifferent.
I am an insignificant blip of time in the universe, and I intend to make it count.
In the years to come, I will make up for lost time and become what no one believed I would ever be, but what I know I can achieve.
War is a state of mind, and I will win it.
Dexterity is mathematical, and I will harness it.
Creativity is empowering, and I will inspire it.
Peace is music, and I will learn it.
Intelligence is diverse, and I will earn it.