In my own words The Names Naketa. I don't have friends, just merely acquaintances. I'm turning into a recluse. You wish you could be as rad as I am. But sadly, you cannot. My brother is my fucking hero. I have piercings. I smoke marijuana. I drink alcohol. I'm not a normal person. My sense of humor is very disturbed and you may not understand most of it. I'm self-conscious, I'm witty, and I'm shy. I'm an arrogant asshole when I feel like it. I'm the nicest person you will probably ever meet and I'm the worst person you will ever meet. I can make almost anyone laugh. I laugh at myself. My jokes suck. I hate my body with a passion, but I've learned to deal with it. I'm not perfect, no one is. So get over yourself. If I don't like you, I will tell you flat out. I talk a lot. I'm random. I'm strange. Think you can handle it? I don't think you can. I'm a love/hate sorta person. Either you love me or you hate me. I shall leave the choice up to you.
In A Perfect World... There is peace among the disturbed.
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