Ever been in some kinda situation where you feel like you're only alive for the sake of living? Well if you havent then I have. Sometimes I watch animals being slaughtered and I suddenly wish I can replace them. Don't blame me; I just wanna hang out with the devil a little. Simetimes, I look back and try to remember what actually broke me but I can't seem to place my hand on it. I have lived half of my life hiding, especially underneath a hoodie; running away from my pasts but trust me, it never works.

My name is...