Hello there...or not.

To say that I have a very negative outlook on life would be an understatement. My life is not one filled with torment but it has had its fair share of knocking me down at every chance it got.

I haven't the faintest idea how my personality actually is or whether or not I'm a good guy but I do know with certainty that I can easily be categorised with the other lost souls in this world. My eyes see beauty with nothing more than a blank stare, void of any emotions. I have no idea what my purpose in this life is. Why live when you remain nothing more than clueless. Yes, I have several years ahead of me to find out the reasons for my existence but the emptiness I carry with me is but a bothersome weight. Don't worry, I'm not suicidal but depressed... why that would be getting it spot on.

Reading is my way of getting out of my troubles and immersing myself in those of others. The strength of those fictional characters, as they fight against the fates is what really draws me to stories. Life throws what it can at them but they remain standing tall and proud. I'm weak. I have not the will to fight my own problems that haunt me. I run when I can and cower when I can't. I am useless and worthless. It is a fact, a fact ingrained into my very being. Nothing I can do will change it. My sins of past will hunt me, if not in this lifetime then surely in the next after I've faded away, never to be remembered. Just another soul leaving behind a nameless corpse. That is what I am. A nameless soul.

Welcome, welcome to my world of darkness and shadows. Welcome to the profile of a lost soul.