Huh? Me? I uh, I really don't know. I'm tired most of the time, and I'm a bit slow at processing things... I'm an alcoholic, sigh.
I have no idea how to respond to love, and if someone ever expressed care for me... I'd be surprised and in disbelief, because why would anyone ever love me?
I'm numb of life, I don't know if I ever feel happy. I use drugs to escape reality, my hope is slowly diminishing.
I have long green hair, and I work in Lobotomy Corporation. I don't have much energy.