I am a disgrace to the human kind, I believe that I am too loud, annoying, fat, weird, awkward, and simply a disappointment to the universe in general. Some people might find me as chill, funny, and, or majestic. I honestly don't get why people see me this way but then again I don't understand a lot of things. I am a person who loves many but doesn't trust any, the five most important essentials of my happiness have to be Arturo, the moon, music, books, and sadly food. I'm a depressed, anxiety and anger filled person that has struggle to exist in the world with people that I hate. I'm peaceful but extremely jacked up but all in all I am not wanted nor needed. I am me.