I heard once there was nothing but excuses. That the world is pointless because when times change so do people and love is what breaks us all. Those were my father's words, maybe he was wrong, but I don't care anymore either way. My name Jean and I'm lost. I've been lost all my life because I'm one of the freaks of nature. I'm barely considered human, so which way do I go? (Art I found on Pinterest I give credit to who the author is. I couldn't find a name so if you know, or are the author let me know and I'll fix it right away!)