i was born in 1995, i lived a normal life until i was around 11 or so when i became homeless and remained homeless until i was almost 14, shortly after that time, some kid set me on fire and that was more or less life changing, was homeless for 1 more year after that when my father finally picked ups balls up and quit ignoring my existence, i have been living a normal life with him for the past years up until around 2 years ago when i became involved in my first love, which ended up causing me to have a melt down and i was forcefully put into a asylum of sorts for a few months, when i came out i was once again alone
but now i live in my own, i am a pretty dull person, nothing too special about me except for some bad luck
