warpedvision

"Hmm...I believe this is the portion where I write about myself. Well, simply put, I am a crazy, book-loving, sarcastic, sadistic child who loves baffling people by using random, large, and sometimes unnecessary words like bromeliad. I am hyper, chocolate-obsessed, music-loving, and very odd. I love fantasy, and the ease with which writers can pull you into their world. I aspire to be able to pull people in like that through my writing some day."

That was what I originally wrote. But then I thought about it some more, and realized that really, I can't be defined by an about box that small. So I wrote this.

Sometimes, it would be nice to have someone understand me for a change. It would be nice to have them understand why I wall others out. It would be nice for them to understand when I tell them that I really am cynical and sadistic, and I like it that way because it serves a purpose. It would be nice for people to understand what that even means in the first place. It would be nice to find someone who would actually make their way through a deep conversation with me, and not come out covered with bullshit by the end of it, you know what I mean? Of course you don't because it would just be an impossibility for someone to understand even one part of me for once.

I'm often flabbergasted at how easily people can place themselves into categories and say, "I'm like this" without contradicting themselves and saying "I'm like that" in the next sentence. I never have just one personality. I guess you could say that as a person, I am a collection of my many different personalities.

I'm not PMS-y or mood-swingy, I just act differently around different people. So, when people ask me to tell me about myself, I'm always at a loss on what to say. Who am I, really? I have absolutely no idea. I am a complex puzzle that I have yet to solve, a jewel with many facets, perhaps a flower with many petals, or even better, a poison with many flavors. Want a taste? Check out my stories.