.Sebastien.Jules.Renard.
My name is Sebastien Jules Renard
But you can call me Seb, Sebby
There are nineteen candles on my cake
If you haven't noticed by now I'm a Boy
I am 5 feet and 3 inches but I like to round it up to 5' 4". I like Men please <3 (But I'm fine with genderqueers/genderfluids too)
But you can call me Seb, Sebby
There are nineteen candles on my cake
If you haven't noticed by now I'm a Boy
I am 5 feet and 3 inches but I like to round it up to 5' 4". I like Men please <3 (But I'm fine with genderqueers/genderfluids too)
I've been told I'm rather sweet
I've been told that I'm sweet, nice, and other positive nice traits. Honestly though, I'm not perfect and I'm not kind all the time. I just have a huge guilty conscience, so I try my best to be nice to others, even strangers. I won't be nice to my enemies though, but I will still be polite to them because I value respect. I am not too talkative, but I appreciate having people to chat with. I hate being alone for long periods of time; I guess I get lonely easily. I like helping others out because I love seeing a smile of gratitude or hearing a simple "thank you." I usually forget to find time for myself though...
My past is a bit Lonely
My family was really average. I had two parents, a mom and a dad, and we weren't rich but we weren't poor either. It was pretty average, and we lived in a boring little town in New York. My family was not mean or anything like that... But since I am an only child, my parents were really overprotective. They did not let me hang out with friends when I was in school, and they smothered me with too much attention but despite my parents being around a lot, I was still lonely. They hovered around me a lot and wanted the best for me. I wanted to be an artist, but they always told me that was no way to make a career for myself, and so, I gave up on it because I wanted to please them. I always thought they would always love me (since that's what they said) ... but when I came out as gay at 16, they freaked out. They didn't kick me out, but they made me feel terrible, like I had a dreadful contagious illness or something. They were so disappointed in me... They sent me to therapy, and when I couldn't take it anymore, I ran away from home. I ended up in New York City, desperate to find a new family of some sort, or at least some friends, and to feel like I belonged. And that's how I ended up with the Virtues. I have no regrets.
I love:
Smiles
Children
Desserts
Handsome men
Art
I hate:
Being all alone
Bullies/People who look down on others
Homophobes
Getting embarrassed easily (I try my best not to show it)
Rain
I fear:
Not being of help or of use to others
Seeing my parents again
Being told "I hate you"
Dying alone
I am Charity
My puppet master: Otulissa.
