The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little;but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.

My name's Kim, but you can endearingly call me Sunshine. There's a pretty cute story behind how I got that name, I find it fitting. I'm kicking rad, don't ruin my delusions. I'm an awesome cook. I'm a fairly anonymous person, very little is known of me other than my weird quirks(and there's A LOT of those). I say a lot of off-putting things. I talk a lot of shit on myself, and couldn't be any more comfortable in my flaws than I am. I'm a sarcastic, snarky bitch and a total realist; Apparently people find that charming and lovable. I play video games and mind games. I tend to be a bit mischievous. I'm surprisingly well mannered and polite. I have a tendency to spoil my company, I just like to take care of people. I'm a huge health nut and fucking love it. I used have a lot of self destructive tendencies, and I still have a huge interest in that, but now I just work out when I feel like destroying myself. I'm not depressed, I'm just fascinated with the morbid, the macabre, and just the mind-fucking, cynical, dark side of life and death. There isn't a lot of stuff that I take seriously. I have absolutely no shame, and you definitely shouldn't doubt that. Life is fucking awesome.

I write no more but I still dream.