My name is Faro.
I'm 21 years old, but i'm immature for my age.
I do well in my studies to become an pharmacist, and I do my best to keep up with what's going on in the world.
I work in my college's writing center as a grammar nazi
I wear many different hats; I'm a student, a brother, a devout, pro-life Catholic, a best friend, an Eagle Scout, an ex-boyfriend, a nerdfighter, a crying shoulder, the reason for someone's pain, and someone's happiness.
I'm a summoner on the Fields of Justice, a mercenary for Reliable Excavation Demolition, a Gielinorian, a Gryffindor, a Bravest Warrior, an Irakka, and a High Paladin of the Crimson Keep.
I'm an Assistant Scoutmaster, an editor, a chauffeur, and "husband material".
I am in search of a Great Perhaps.
I recently came back to Gaia after a long hiatus.
I tried coming back several times (heck, I may not log back in for years after this; i just wanted to update my profile) but I wasn't terribly excited to. Whenever I log back in to something I haven't in a long time, I see a long list of people I made memories with - people who shared part of themselves with me; people I would probably never be able to contact again.
This fills me with a certain sadness - I invest a lot in people, i.e. time, money, emotion. When someone disappears off the face of the earth, I feel like part of me is gone.
But that's why I want to dedicate this to you, and you know who you are.
I hope you may one day read this, but if you never do, I completely understand.
You helped make Gaia an era for me. You made it important, and my life tolerable.
So thank you.
-Don Pepperoni, formerly WhiteHat_Cyborg