Dark. Gothic. Black. Don't dare talk to me, stalker. Don't care.

 Rude? Whatever.
 
I don't have anyhting to write here anymore because my experiences and what I know about my self is worthless. 

If you are too stubborn (reminds me of him) and really wants to know who I am, proceed on reading my only story, My Only Friend. The description, first three sentences especially. I didn't write that description here since I already used it to describe a book. I really should have used that for my own. Now look at what I'm writing. Thinking. Him. Stupid him. I feel stupid.
 As if I wasn't already.
 From: a Twirling Ballerina into a cryptic, saturnine and sullen one.

Cynical and a loner.

@Drina_lovesyou Really ironic, my twin's a freaking optimist who does not hate the world. Or maybe the sayings in which 'Joyful people are usually the saddest' is true, I might not know. I'm such a caring twin.

The world is made up of dumb things, and it's your choice whether you'llbe one with the world or not.

~ Cynica

Hehe I'm bipolar. I like trees a lot. And drawing.And anything art related. They're my escape. Lovelots.