I’d like to be one of those people who says “You won’t ever know me by reading this so blah-blah-blah” but in reality, this is probably as much as you ever will know about me… So study up, I guess.


Hello Kiddos,
My name is Perry, but you can call me whatever the fuck you want… I live in SC. These scars are my autobiography written with a razorblade. I guess you might call me “Emo”, which is fine. I’m happy sometimes, though. I change a lot… I’m allways [d]evolving. I always have high hopes, so I am almost always disappointed. I have a wild imagination… and I think I’ve lost my mind… but it’s probably in the trash right next to my self respect… they’re just chillin’. I love to eat. I’m apathetic and lazy. I’m too much so to have any religion or morals, to follow rules, or be anything other than myself. I’m not going to say I don’t care what people think of me, but I’m just too lazy to be anything other than exactly who I am. I would be a misanthropist if I cared enough to hate everyone, plus mustering up that much hate takes a lot of work. I get bored easily. Reality is the thing I have to face more than anything; so, as you can imagine, I get bored with it quite often. I like to pretend I’m someone else. Sometimes I actually believe I’m someone else, which just means the drugs are working. I feel pretty pathetic most of the time... My friends, Neek and Kevyn, and My lover, Veronika, are the only people that can make me feel strong. I’m pretty passive, indifferent and indecisive. If I don’t like you I might not tell you but you’ll always see it in my eyes, you’ll always hear it in my voice; unless you’re just an idiot, and that’s not my problem. Sometimes I’m shy and sometimes I’m really outspoken. Sometimes I feel completely alone when I’m in a group of all my friends. People say I’m funny, people laugh a lot around me; although, I never really know whether they are laughing at what I’m saying or just at me. I like to take pictures, but I’m almost never satisfied with it. I have problems, be it physical, psychological, emotional, whatever. I have some of everything.
“You’ve got to believe it’ll be alright again.”.


Love,
Perry