Where do I start? Well, I'm eighteen, I'm American, and I have no cultural identity except that of an American melting pot. I have four brothers that I live with, two half sisters and three half brothers I've never met. I have a twin who is admittedly the more attractive out of the two of us, or so I'm told. My parents are divorced and I haven't seen my biological father since I was five, nor do I want to. I grew up in an uncontrolled environment until I was five and then in a very strict environment until fifteen. Since then it's been a mixture of both. Before five was a very big impact on my life and I was wild and out of control, I did some pretty horrible things before then that I would rather not discuss, EVER.

After that I grew up with my aunt and uncle with some involvement of my mom. They were very strict, in their defense I was very wild, and I grew up in a home with strong, emphasis on strong, christian values. I was home schooled third-sixth grade, then my mom was willingly given back custody. We were moved up here in Illinois and put back into public school after that. It wasn't until fifteen that I realized how much control I did have over my life again. Since then I've been borderline to relapsing back into what I was before I was caged. It's like having a shiny red button in front of you but you know you shouldn't push it.

I'm independent, easily liked, passive, a man-whore, pyromaniac, trusting to a fault, a risk taker, and I love to talk but never have anything to talk about. I like, sex with women, the female figure, video games, hanging out with friends, setting things on fire, things going boom, shiny objects, theatrics, kickboxing, and most animals. I dislike, alligators, swimming, hippies, organized religion, being in cars, and commercials.