|Hair Color:||A weird shade of blond|
|Eye Color:||Greenish Hazel|
|Birthday:||December 7, 1992|
|Occupations:||Lopezian, Sebtastan, Santanian, Quicker, Puckrocker|
|Aliases:||Brian Bear (Gabbers)|
|Family & Friends|
|First episode:||January 5, 2012|
♥ Love Above All Else~
Welcome, I'm Nayaforever.
"Sassy son of a betch who thinks he is amazing byut nobody can stand" - Jer
Perfection is a disease of a nation.
I am a millennial. Generation Y; born between the birth of AIDS and 9/11, give or take. They call us the global generation. We are known for our entitlement and narcissism. Some say it’s because we’re the first generation where every kid gets a trophy just for showing up. Others think it’s because social media allows us to post when we fart or have a sandwich for all the world to see. But it seems our one defining trait is a numbness to the world. An indifference to suffering. I know I did anything I could to not feel; sex, drugs, booze. Just take away the pain. I mean, that must have hurt like hell, right? Most people never get over stuff like that and I was like, 'Let’s go get Jamba juice!'
I would give everything I have or will ever have just to feel pain again; to hurt. And that’s the rub of all this, isn’t it? I can’t feel nothing. I can’t feel anything. We think that pain is the worst feeling. It isn’t. How could anything be worse than this eternal silence inside of me.
I can’t take it anymore. I think I’m going batsh!t. I need to do something.