My name is J. Merridew. I am a product of our generation. To be honest, I don’t even know what the “J” stands for anymore. I’m an author who fights for everything that you believe in. I model because it makes me feel good, not because I’m good at it. I was born in the suburbs. No matter how many times people buy me new clothes, I’ll be infinitely satisfied with my plain white t-shirt and leather jacket. I only smoke when I want to feel like a greaser. I’m searching for a cause to die for. Aren’t we all? I will do everything I can to reject similarity, throw red on the white picket fences, and be remembered. That’s all I want. I want a legacy. Step inside my world and you’ll never want to leave because sin is seductive and I’ve always felt surrounded by a blackness even in the light. My world is romantic, like black and white photographs of nurses and American soldiers.