I'm a 15 year old boy, weigh 69 kgs, and I measure 176 centimeters.
I'm from Denmark, which is in Scandinavia, just above Germany, if you're wondering.
Every person who has ever been associated with teaching me or taking care of me, have said that my social competences are extremely well developed, and that I'm a very gifted, intelligent person with great potential. Also I don't look bad. I've never been told that I'm ugly, and I often receive compliments. I recently dyed my hair(which is long enough to reach my mouth now, on the top of my head, half as long on one side, and like half an inch long on the other side) red. I have a ring in my lower lip, and I have brown eyes.
I'm a very philosophical person, and I spend a lot of time reflecting on the things that matter to me, and I've been like this since I was about 11-12. This has let me get a big head-start in forming my opinions and values, compared to my peers.
I'm also a very romantic person. Love is my goal, I want a loving, supporting relationship.
I subscribe to the "punk" way of life, which is about individualization, self-discovery, defeating the force of habit, by thinking about the consequences your actions provoke, and just generally standing out and not being a part of a sheep-like mentality. I believe that everyone should be their own person and create their own opinions and personalities.
I'm in the part of my life where I find out what kind of person I'm going to be for the rest of my life. I'm discovering myself.
I do good in school, with very close to no effort. There's not much to say there.
I suffer some emotional damage, some periodic depressions and I'm prone to insecurity and fault-finding in relationships. This all springs from being a very sensitive emotional and just generally pure and innocent person through my childhood, and then at the age of 10, I had two new siblings, which occupied my mom's time and left me to face my overweight by myself, and kinda made me feel like I had to defeat the world and all its problems by myself. That lead to the emotional damage that has me ignoring all my sympathy for other people to the point of not even feeling it any more. Realizing this damage, plus the insecurity is what sprung my depression. But I'm recovering from all these things.
I'm recovering from a breakup with a girl I loved to the grave and beyond. It's very, very hard.
Uhm. If I were to introduce myself to someone else, I'd say that I'm a young man who can be expected to do great things. A bit troubled, but definitely very much worth getting to know!