Hmm... About me... Ok let's see.

Killed 3 people (I'm the man)
Broken out from jail... Twice
 A reader who accidentally made a Wattpad account in jail.
Not anyone you should be friends with.

Name: naah, not telling. The police is still after me.
Age: What would you do if you find out my age.
Status: Single. Thank you very much.
I like to escape into my own little stories. I like to dream up my own characters, ones far away from my life... my problems. People who actually have a chance in getting a happy ending. About children and their laughter ringing in my ears like hard metal. And when I come out of my dreams, and into the real world and reread  what I've actually written, let's just say, it's not pretty. My dreams crush into sand and I spend half a year editing that one chapter. Man, life is tough.
I know that no one here, or anywhere actually cares about me, or would actually read the stupid crap that I've written, but it's my own tiny escape into my own mind, and I don't care if someone actually enjoys the visit; because I do. 
Though the updates are really slow, you see, I have a difficult life to manage; running constantly from the police, finding appartments on a days notice aren't exactly easy jobs to do.  Plus the Wifi connection KILLS me. Try working on a fifteen year old laptop. 

I've told enough. Don't bother following me because I certainly won't follow back. BTW, I've tried writing from a girl's POV and I failed miserabely. Once a guy, always a guy.

Wanna hear my experiences about jail, feel free to PM me. I will reply as long as I'm not in the police mobile, or dead, or in the bathroom. I am friendly and kind and have a unique fondness of killing people who irritate me.
Just Sayin'.