rebecca. technically young, though no one has ever treated me as such. bisexual, easily depressed, very open-minded, passive, nihilistic, melancholic, nostalgic, some say schizophrenic, my mom thinks i have Asperger syndrome, my friends thinks i'm into BDSM, and i, well, i have mastered the art of procrastination.
i can never keep track of my memories, so i'm trying to write them down, dressing them up in pretty words and egregious metaphors to keep them from becoming too real. (be warned, i may not always be able to do that, and this could become eidetically ensanguined.)