Sæpphick Imperiale Gendrecide
UC Berkeley EECS
I never leave.
My other persona (is a huge fucking asshole).
Her eyes held sadness as prisoner of a war that failed to bring her down. And when she moves, she betrays the secret art of feminine grace endowed only to Queens.
And when she smiles, nothingness splits to a horizon of light.
And you are blind.
I'm too bipolar to be a hero