About
Hello, my name is Carlos and I'm homophobic. Ironically, I'm gay.
I'm nineteen years old, and I'm growing quite comfortably into my shoes. I'm strange and my mind is probably more morbid than any Saw or Hostel movie you've seen. When I hug puppies, or any other cute creature, I imagine putting them in a blender and pushing puree.
I'm a multi-talented artist, but most would know me as a photographer since It's what people see me doing most. I enjoy writing about things on my mind quite frequently and I tend to post them on blogs people never really read. I draw, sing, cook, and very badly play the guitar and piano.
I'm often viewed as highly awkward since I don't really talk much anymore. I tend to listen more than I talk and a lot of people find that a buzz kill, but what people think about me is the least of my worries. I don't like talking because I'd much rather observe humans than to interact with them. I find people's actions and reactions quite amusing. Before you start forming in your head that I'm just a wallflower, I'd like to note that I'm not totally unsociable. I enjoy conversing with individuals that have a taste for philosophy and an uncanny curiosity like my own. I also have my highly sociable moments where sarcasm is the reigning king of my speech and sexual terms are it's noble comrades.
At times, I get bothered by the existence of some due to their pointless being on this planet, which should include everyone since there is no point in us even existing, but let's just say their was, in my head gossiping about some person you don't like or how cool someone is just because of some party they threw doesn't make you qualify for a notable existence, not to me anyways.
Sadly enough, despite what I might have just written, I enjoy helping people which forces me to listen to petty gossip and I honestly try as hard as I can to help the people that ask for it.
Lastly, I'd like to include facts about my nationality. I am not a drop Mexican. Just because the majority of tan skinned spanish-speaking people are Mexican doesn't mean I'm automatically considered one. I am from a country called Panama, making me Panamanian. Hereditarily I am Panamanian and German. So if you would please stop referring to me as a Mexican, I'd gladly appreciate it. Also take note children, Mexican isn't a language. People don't speak Mexican, they speak spanish.
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I have a bit of a cold.
And just like my username.
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I don't know much since i'm taking it in school but still. LOL
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I was hoping it wasn't cause that person sho was ugly