Hello, my name is Dante Alighieri Stone DuVall, and I'm sixteen years old.
I love cats, lighters, Gatorade, bearded guys, and Kaya Scodelario (amongst many other things).
I hate bullies, misogynists, gnats, bad grammar, and dogs that bark really loudly.
I take 300 mg of Wellbutrin every morning, and soon, I will also be taking 25 mg of Seroquel every night.
The first person I came out to was a girl who wanted to have sex with me.
I currently have two journals, a personal blog, and a diary app on my phone. I lie a little on all of them.
The music I listen to tends to sound either really depressing, really angry, really sinister, or really relaxing.
Like most people, I have several coping mechanisms that can be considered self-destructive or unhealthy.
The people that I look up to are either fictional characters, people that don't know me, or bad influences.
I've had five girlfriends, and no boyfriends. It's kind of pathetic, to be honest. I hate it.
I drive really well with my dad in the car, but not with my mom or my grandma in the car.
I don't know why, but I love categorizing my music. I hate seeing a band labeled with the wrong genre.
My best friend is the most unreliable person I know. I'm almost about to say something about it to her.
I am very introverted, although I love parties. I wish I would get invited to more of them.
I've been diagnosed as a pathological liar, which I can believe, seeing as how that isn't true.
I am deeply interested in lucid dreaming and transcendentalism. I believe there is a tie between the two.
A guy I have a crush on does shrooms. He's also absolutely gorgeous.
If you make fun of me for something I feel strongly about, I'll probably never stop resenting you for it.
If I could get away with it, I would never speak. I mean that literally, I would never say anything at all.
The idea of falling in love sounds stupid to me. I can love friends and family, but that's totally different.
My favorite TV character is Effy Stonem from Skins. She's my hero, and the ONLY girl I'd go straight for.
I don't know where I'm going with this blog entry. I had time to waste, and things on my mind.
