☣ Claim :: Umbrella Corporation ℜoyalty.
Reita, almost legal (17); thrown face first into the house of Aster (just a little rest), nothing I'm not fucking used to though if you candy assholes think you can kick me around you have another thing coming. Spent the last six years bullied for my size, my face, my body, my clothes, the way I spoke and suffered more than just broken bones for my troubles.
I used to be a good kid, mama's boy, best little brother, the man in the family after my pussy of a father ran away; these days I'm just a antisocial, sexual deviant (Ring my bell baby ♆Guilty Scene) with a taste for street wares, a good work out and the Zombie apocalypse. Depression|Addiction|Dissociation|Cluster B poster child
Took father's gun to school one day, all grown up a big surprise, aimed to cause a stir, held the gun to one boy's head, shame shame, one boy's caught dead (it's a disease you know but long overdue). Like it, fuckers? Don't care what I'm on, not taking any of your shit. Everything else is a secret you don't need to know.
I used to be a good kid, mama's boy, best little brother, the man in the family after my pussy of a father ran away; these days I'm just a antisocial, sexual deviant (Ring my bell baby ♆Guilty Scene) with a taste for street wares, a good work out and the Zombie apocalypse. Depression|Addiction|Dissociation|Cluster B poster child
Took father's gun to school one day, all grown up a big surprise, aimed to cause a stir, held the gun to one boy's head, shame shame, one boy's caught dead (it's a disease you know but long overdue). Like it, fuckers? Don't care what I'm on, not taking any of your shit. Everything else is a secret you don't need to know.