Regardless of the situation, I have always had something to say. It has rarely been the right thing to say, but I'm always the first to go from a stunned, staring, slack-jawed silence to an unneeded whipcrack of a retort. I don't trust everyone, but if someone I believe in needs help, I will be for them until the end, and you could ask for little better; I'll look out for them until I die, until I rot.
I'm a crotchety, sarcastic asshole, one angry motherfucker who will rip you a new one without provocation or cause. I've got my fingers on both the pulse and the trigger, and I'm not afraid to squeeze either one off. I am needlessly violent towards the world; I hate humans, love humanity; hate men and women, love mankind. I may not be the one who begins the revolution, but I'll be the one leading it by the end, only to get stabbed in the back before the surrenders get signed and the spoils get divided.
I may not have the brightest future, but I have dreams so revelatory and fluorescent that anyone else would have to squint to make out anything more than shapeless forms dancing against sunlight. After all, the farsighted see better things.
Also, if you ever use my real name to my face without a damned good reason, I will destroy you.
