This shit is about me.

My name is Mylina. I don’t know what this shit means.

I curse, a lot. Because I want to and because I can.

I’m not like the most people and I’m glad that I’m not a robot of the society and the government.

I’ll be nice to you if you’re nice to me otherwise I’ll stick a fire place poker up in your ass and I won’t even be sorry.

I love weird things because normal people scare me.

And with these facts I’ll leave you alone from now on, if that’s what you want. Is that what you want?