Salutations.
My name's Jonan,
I'm an 18 year old with the lungs and liver of a 70 year old.
If by any unfortunate(for you) chance,
you get to know me more intimately,
you will find that I:
am quite the cynical little shit
am rather lazy,that's what everyone tells me anyway.
prefer night so much more over the day that I've made a few owl friends.
experiment with the stupidest things possible and still think I am reasonably intelligent.
have an ectoplasmic look during classes.
change brands of cigarettes as much as a girl changes clothes.
am an asshole in my own right,if you know what's good for you,you won't get close.
have an email address;jonan_yip@hotmail.com.

Misery loves company which is why I'm never alone. Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Sometimes I feel like I'm Atlas, the great primevial Titan, chained to destiny and bearing the weight of the entire world on my shoulders.

Other times I feel like I am just a breeze, a passing draft, drifting through lives like the Eastern Wind.

I can be as volcanic as Pompeii itself, raining ash and sorrow down on others when my wrath is provoked.

I can be still like the calm waters on a midsummer's day or a raging maelstrom, greater than the tumultous waves which consumed Atlantis.

Or I can be an idiot, using metaphors which sound too grand for just a teenage dirtbag such as I.

Either way, I don't appreciate people fucking with the ones I love and so the gears have been set into motion.

And it will be long before they trundle to a halt.