Hello. My name is Ky.

Dysfunctional, conditional, rhetorical, consensual;
dejected, protected, dissected projected;
calming, soothing, caring, saving;
destructive, constructive, productive, deductive;
concocting, corroding, cascading, revolting;
repugnant, repellent, reluctant, resistant;
repenting, descending, mistaking, retaking;

I'm awesome, I'm hilarious, I'm fast-mouthed and I'm slow-hearted.
Everyone's out to fuck with me, and I'm out to fuck with them right back if need be.
I'm a rat, I'm a mom, I'm a kid, I'm an adult, I'm a saint, I'm a curse word in a walking body.
I currently have about thirty cents in my pocket and my hamster could kick your hamster's ass. And then my pet rat would eat it.
I can stomp face and be clumsy as a mother fucker.
I dun like love cause it's been rancid lately.
Therefore, I'm an avid believer in the first definition of DTA.
I don't fight, I hate violence,
I love hugs and I'm damn good at them.
I'm moving out to my own place with a shitload of crazy people and it's going to be party central.
I'm an emotional fighter and a verbal twister.

I'm me,
You're not.

I'm Ky and I'm invincible.