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To summarise one's self, I like cake. It is all I like, have liked and ever will like. This is a lie. The cake is a lie, I much prefer cupcakes. They're innocent. And pure.And wholesome. And just wonderful.

My name is Tik. I am not you, nor would I want to be. I don't want to be myself most days. I'm not an easy person to be. That said, I am an emotional mess, and will latch onto how someone is feeling to void myself of dealing with my own problems. You may not agree with this, but as I said, I am not you, which would recquire you not being me. This I sleep soundly knowing.

I live in a dream, and I haven't woke from it for little over three years. I do not deal well in reality, the one everyone is supposed to deal with, and would much rather plod along at the pace of a tortoise and create my own as I go. My dream is still restrained by society, my morals and my influences from others, but it is my dream, and I shall hold firmly onto it.

I am Tik. I like unicorns, glitter, rainbows and serial killers. I like to make things, and destroy them and I have tattoos. Take it or leave it.