I'm a complex creature. Just the other day someone told me after a brief conversation that I have "a free spirit". I can't say I disagree with that. I'm an artist. My mediums are primarily acrylic paint or charcoal on any surface it will stick. My favorite however, is flesh. Bruises, whip marks, and drops of blood from the tip of a blade on your skin are my favorite. Along with inflicting physical pain, I am an emotional sadist. Your tears will bring me more pleasure than you can imagine. Here is where the complexities come in: I'm warm, loving, kind, and giving. Do not take this for weakness, because that is not it by any means.