You've wandered here, and I am afraid there will be no pretty glitter or anything. No glamour put on to give myself a better face. You'll know me, or know me as deep as I'll let you. After all, this is only a bio. So don't be expecting me to be crying and spilling my dark secrets by the end of this. It won't happen. If you want that, you'd probably be better off reading my poetry. After all, they are the essence of who I am.

I go by many names, some names I'd rather not remember, and some names that I cherish and always will. But with every name that I've gone by and go by today, you'll find me in the center. Some names I'll no longer be called, and wish to be called again.

Simply me.

Did you expect Elvis? Shh, I know, I was let down too.

Pure and simple, I don't hide what I am, and I won't sugar coat my words. You ask my opinion; you'll get the truth. It is as simple as that. Bad or good, I will speak my mind. After all, as someone who has sought out my opinion in the case, you do deserve to get it, no? Nothing will stop that. Come friendship, or love, my words will be true.

I was born on October 27th, 1980, which would make me a Scorpio. Beyond that, I am many other things; am a writer, a reader, a lover, a dreamer, a listener, a talker, and a friend. If you treat me right that is.

I've been writing since a week or two before Friday, September 20th 1996. Those days and the few years to follow changed me. With the pain and knowledge they gave, they helped make me who I am today, along with many other events throughout my (so-far) short life.

"Who I am?" is quite the question there. To better know me, talk to me. Get to know me. This bio is just something for the page. I will not hide, too much. I will show you me, if I have faith you won't harm me for who I am.

I hate writing these things. Such a pain to describe one's self. Does it do me justice, baby?