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What is there to say about me? I'm an average person, both in looks and personality, with little to nothing special about me. I'm not modest or caring, I don't like humans that much. I don't have many emotions and I don't think nearly as often as I should. Madeline, my love, is much too good for me. She is perfect, and I am average. All of my friends would disagree with everything I have said above this point. I don't like fast food or cheap restaurants, but high class things make me gag. I feel that I am more fat than I should be. I don't like the way I look. I'm a bit of a nerd, but we all have something in us that tends to lean that way. My perversion happens to be video games. Whats your's? I'm not that open, and I have no idea why I am sharing these things with you; someone I probably don't even know.

Tao. There is nothing I could say that would accurately describe him. Even the word 'amazing' is an understatement. He is mean, crude, violent, and does not care for the feelings of others, yet somehow manages to be charming enough to get what he wants. He is the ultimate predator; the most sophisticated demon. I am never afraid of anything when I am with him, because I know that he is the most terrifying and dangerous thing even remotely near. This, however, is just the surface. Underneath, he really is a big teddy bear... with a lot of swords. It is impossible for me to think that one person is both the meanest and the sweetest, most loving person I know. He says that he does not deserve me, that I could do better. I say the same about him. I sincerely believe that I am right, too. He could do far better than me, but yet, for some unfathomable reason, he is still there every week with his hearts and smiles hidden beneath the practically impenetrable surface. I love him more than I should, because he makes me happier than I deserve. And he named my teddy bear. Cutest thing ever? Oh, yeah.