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I am Jon/Alt.

Does anyone know what the color fifteen smells like? It probably smells like pumpkins.

Apparently I have a fascination with emotions, especially the word 'despair.' I'm not even emo, I just like the word. :P

So, um, let's see. I work at a hospital, but not as a nurse, I just pass out drugs. I love what I do, I just can't stand the people, so it's a weird mix. I'm seriously OCD, so you're lucky for not being able to see me look psychotic while I argue with myself. My brain works against me.

Anything weird is almost always awesome, like supernatural or sci-fi stuff, or really crazy, over the top stuff! That crap's insane and awesome!

For fanfics, I kinda like reading either the horror, torture, or the angsty betrayal stuff.

By the way, don't kick a bear in the crotch. No, you kick it in the face! In front of its wife!

I dropped New Enemy, because I already lost interest.

Finally started up on Three again. I don't know what happened, my bad. :P

If I can finish it, I wanna start on another called the Brokenverse.