Brilliant or beautiful I am not; however I am able to simulate both from time to time. Eloquence I posses only in writing, my speech tends to be downright awkward. I have been known to be selfish, but some say I am altruistic. Those who love me, or loved me once upon a time, all concur that I am slightly impossible, obstinate, and resourceful, you can draw your own conclusions. I do know a few things about myself as well though. I believe in making yourself happy, but not at the expense of others. As of right now I am happiest alone. I have grown to enjoy my own company. Although there is always a need for companionship, (lets just face it: people have needs) I can be autonomous. Idealistic dreams consume much of my time, where my imagination stretches to the “unknown.” I have always pondered the validity of outside life (honestly), the fear humans have of dying, understanding heartbreak, and the possibilities of time travel. Frequently, I wonder whether I was born in the wrong era, and would love to escape too the past (even if it was just my own). I despise hypocrites, liars, and procrastinators. Despise is a strong word, lets just say those are qualities I loathe. I try to live by my principles, but don’t always succeed, and I empathize with those who are flawed. I can act irrationally at times, although I am far to analytical on most things. In short, I have lived life.