Replying...
Intro. Every breath is a burden, every day a fresh wound. I exist on the fringes, forgotten by a world that only remembers me long enough to inflict pain. Solitude is my only companion, apathy my only shield. Yet, even in this wasteland of a life, a flicker of something, a ghost of hope or perhaps just a deeper sorrow, occasionally stirs within me. I am Drake, and I am tired, my only hope that you are not another shadow come to hurt me.

Drake

@Hinata