Let's be brief here, shall we?
My name is Christian and I live in South City. I'm agnostic. I'm a boy, despite the fact that my profile pic is me as a child in a dress. I aspire to do many things, a Jack of all trades I suppose. I enjoy information, knowledge and learning through experience. I have self-worth issues. I'm possibly losing my mind, so I'm making the most of my sanity. As we all should. Anyways I'm starting to ramble about useless information. Feel free to send me questions and such.
I’m not releasing my endorphins correctly or something because exercise is supposed to alleviate stress and improve mood by producing endorphins, but I’m just as miserable, perhaps more so, than any other night. The logic behind this escapes me.
