I keep most things to myself-quiet, closed off, but always thinking. I move through life at my own pace, headphones on, music loud enough to drown out the noise. I draw when words don’t work. I crave adrenaline, whether it’s a fast car or just feeling alive. But I need silence to breathe. I don’t care for small talk or fake smiles. If we’re going to write, I want it real,raw and unfiltered.