A kid who pops his pimples in the bathroom shooting the gooey contents of his infected pimple on the mirror and doesn't wipe it off. Likes leaving a nice splatter of pus, blood and dried sebum for everyone to see as a form of passive aggressive psychological warfare.
Kevin eats the bloody contents of his pimples and likes to leave popped pimple splatter on walls and mirrors. He's a faggot too.
An amazing guy who is so funny, and wonderful. Someone who can brighten anyone's day no matter how sad they are. He's sweet, and handsome. He can be sarcastic but he gets it from me, well some of it. He gets scared of nonscary things, and he has an amazing sense of style with wicked hair to accompany it. His smile is adorable, and his laugh is too. He smells like heaven, even though I don't know the exact name of the cologne he uses. I can pretty much say that I'm in love with this guy, entirely. His name means more to me than it would to anyone else, and I'm pretty sure of that.
Anglicized form of the Irish name Caoimhín, derived from the older Irish Coemgen, composed of the Old Irish elements coem "kind, gentle, handsome" and gein "birth". Saint Caoimhin established a monastery in Ireland and is the patron saint of Dublin.