I'm a cis-male creature whose ideas refuse to fit into any category—so I became a category of my own. (AKA a weirdo)
Not too alone nor popular I'm proud to say I wasted my life staring at a code editor and I will continue being your friendly geek on the internet.
Anxiety is woven into my personality and I believe it's because I can see a future in which we’re all doomed. beside this, introverted and talkative are other labels you can attach to my presence.
Feel free to send a follow request or just a message and no worries, I like you, trust me.
The point is, last year I knew exactly where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do. But now? I'm more of an empty shell. I broke, and there was nothing inside.