I have never been a person to go online and be open with the people I meet there. I'm the youngest out of my family,  so it's safe to say my parents were protective to the extent of sheltering me. I aspire to be better at writing and be driven to finishing one of the crazy ideas going on in my head. This account has been a part of my life since I was a little fetus of a human, I barely had real thoughts or feelings. (Not saying that I have any real feelings or thoughts now) I hope to turn this account into my personal place to write and be free to speak about what's on my mind. I'm not very smart nor am I very physically inclined. I'm recently emotionally damaged from things I haven't learned to let go of. My updating and posting will depend on my level of depression, I tend to write when I'm more depressed to lose myself in the worlds I create. My pen name is ioa black, it's pronounced like "iowa" the state. (i-owe-a) Have fun picking my thoughts, I hope you aren't permanently scarred.