the minotaur's abode / webmaster
hello. my true, legal name is andrew and i run the labyrinth. thanks for visiting this place. i hope you are well. don't get lost, now.
gender : male. he/him
born : october 10th
ramblings : i'm sooooooooooo. sooooo. sooooooooooooooooooooooooo
orentation : aroace and bisexual somewhat
i'm a rather average teenage boy, i'd say. with naive views of the world and big ideas. certified male manipulator (thats a lie i don't care about romance or fight club or any of that shit). i love radiohead, specifically amnesiac. i think that's obvious. i want to escape this place sometime. i think we all want to run away. might be described as a bit odd. neurotic even. i'm a very quiet, reserved person. rather shy. if i take a while to respond because of that apologies. maybe a bit blunt. i might come across as aloof, or sad. i promise i'm having a great time.
i've dealt with my fair share of mental issues....depression, autism, and adhd mostly. i'm medicated. most of that is my business only. big lover of music. it helps you...escape. it's a way to communicate these kinds of feelings too abstract for words. these memories and experiences. i've never been good at writing my emotions in paper, anyway. i play both kinds of guitar, drums, and a little piano. enough about that. i love nature. that's where we are meant to be, afterall. i have quite a few "creative" hobbies, like drawing, coding (duh), and...other things. i enjoy reading. my last book was "being mortal" by atul gawande. i like the classics. the kind you read in highschool. films, too. "world of tommorrow" by dan whateverhisnameis might be my favorite. 17776 is great. i also collect some physical media. see stamps for some other bands i like. i understand other species better than my own, i think. i ride horses. they bring me a great, profound joy. a bit obssessed with the minotaur in greek mythology. i think there is a minotaur inside of all of us. trapped, and weeping.
i like the idea of having my own space here. it's a place trapped in time, a time when the internet was going to save us. when it was not white picket fences and freshly painted houses and consumer friendly packt shit. i don't know what i'm doing. my code looks like shit. oh god. oh god. help. i need help. help
