I'm complicated, but mellow. Open, but slammed shut. Observant, but interrogative. Open-minded, but opinionated. Emotional, but very logical. Worrisome, but witty. Whimsical, but sensible. All and all, quite flawed, but human. Nature (woods, mountains, animals, minerals, the solar system, and the oceans) literature, adrenaline rushes, art, H2o, beauty, romance, humor, every genre of music ever to be created, and loyalty will remain dominant inside of me until the day that I leave this body. Then even further more, I do believe it all shall continue. Not sweating the little shit or putting care into something unhealthy for you = Secret to happiness. If you've got any better ideas, then I suggest that you let me know, because so far, not a soul has been able to debate this philosophy of mine, which has filled the bitter gaps inside of myself the more that life progresses.