I could spend this essay trying to sell you on me, trying to tell you all of the good qualities I possess. And I possess a few.
Instead, I feel like the good stuff is best left for discovery. If anyone is willing to take a risk getting to know me, they'll see them for themselves.
I am just a man, filled with nastiness and bitterness and all forms of darkness. I try to improve, but it's not going away.
At heart, I am an optimist. Simply because I can't fathom a world that is exactly as shown. There has to be more.
Me in a nutshell: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P0aZLnQvN9o/THq9j_5a4SI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NUQbV1VhvUw/s1600/1267695656028.jpg