I am something weird and off-putting. Most people feel unpleasant after interacting with me. I don't do it on purpose, for I don't understand social cues. Some people dislike me, or treat me as their personal jester - we all search for that type of interaction, though. We all like to feel superior compared to others.
Some enjoy being near me. They find me as something interesting, something worth studying - just like a bug. Doesn't stop me from feeling like an outcast amongst other outcasts.
Most of my interests differ from what's considered "normal" or "usual". I find great joy in old technology and strange media; for example videogames (LSD Dream Emulator, Roly Poly's No Nanakorobi Yaoki, Klonoa and anything related to old 3D visuals), movies (Where The Dead Go To Die) and obscure art projects. I also find interest in the human body and it's limits, Internet lost media/ARGs (Chezzkids Archive), underground music (Halley Labs, MC Bushpig, DJ Gyrotta Zao, bye2...), writing literature and drawing, even thought I consider myself a mediocre artist.
Most of the time, I'm being reduced to my genetic features. I am more than that, and will slowly build myself to be something unintelligible to humans beings. The only thing that connects me to this man-made world is my body, and I have the right and freedom to customize it, for I am an intelligent creature.
I feel connected to audio signals, Tv static, data corruption, insects, early 3D renders, fresh meat, old videogames, childhood nostalgia and the invention of the Internet, and I want my physical appereance to resemble that. It's a long and difficult way, but I'll manage to challenge my mortality.
On a more intimate note, I am a deeply mentally disturbed. There are times where I punch myself thinking I am faking everything - oh, I'm just a traumatized kid who needs attention all the time. - I learned not to complain or vent to anyone. I don't deserve pity. They shouldn't get to see me as something weak. I am my own therapist.
