Kirk. Twenty. Brazilian. Well, people assume that I am a strict projection of cause to effect of my parents/country. But, actually, from a non-freudian, non-logical subjective viewpoint... I'm more like a big nerd of allons-ys and internet... Stuff.

“Dear Mr. Sawyer, you don’t know who I am but I know who you are and I know what you done. You had sex with my mother and then you stole my dad’s money all away. So he got angry and he killed my mother and then he killed himself, too. All I know is your name. But one of these days I’m going to find you and I’m going to give you this letter so you’ll remember what you done to me. You killed my parents, Mr. Sawyer.”