Can one be anyone, anything? What makes up an individual?

Born at the turn of the century, I am forever on a quest to live in serenity whilst being a force for good for as many people as possible in this thankfully short life filled with despair. Although I have small bursts of intense obsession in anything that momentarily holds my nervous system captive, passion, being the fiery beast it is, disappears as quickly as it appears which results in my interests being many yet superficial. As for my name, I have been holding onto the alias of buzzedleaf for the last three to four years and am thinking of changing it. My other, now defunct, names come from my younger self and are therefore best left in the crypts—unspoken of.

The few things I like, no matter the moment or era of my life, are writing, caffeine, and simplicity.

• Writing allows me to clear my mind and delve deeper into my mind
• Caffeine is simply divine. I have not reached the level of Balzac, but I drink caffeinated beverages from the moment I wake all the way until I go to bed. Don't do drugs, kids.
• Simplicity is elegant.

Other things I like, in chaotic enumeration: humans, reading, sleeping, art, candy, goth, brutalism, cyberpunk, walking, and more.
As for my equally as chaotic dislikes: humans, norms, conformity, capitalism, modern book covers, generative AI, LED headlights on vehicules, summer, and more.

Let's conclude by sprinkling some mysticism in. My astrological signs—the important ones—are Sun, Moon, and Ascendent/Rising, all in Pisces. I nonetheless dislike modern astrology as most of it has become Mc'D-ified through daily horoscopes and holistic charlatans. Therefore, my most important sign is "[the] street sign. Stop."

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Contact: anundefinedvoid@proton.me and here's the PGP key for those not using protonmail.