the kinda guy i am

just posted this for my user biography. thought it was interesting how it just sort of came out. and even more interesting that it came out completely out of character, but also completely true.

i’m a struggling kinda guy.
i just dropped out. lookin for work. lookin for a scene. fed up with all this fuckitall one opinion to rule them all nonsense. trying my hardest to be real with every cat and just dig it. and by ‘it’ i mean life. and by life i mean whatever the fuck it is i’m doing right now.

i’m not a mean person. i’ve just got convictions. i’ve just got standards. i’ve just got habits and addictions and passions. and thats all i’ve got. ain’t got no money, ain’t got no car, and currently, ain’t even got no job. i’ve got a girl, though, and she’s the prettiest damn thing you ever seen, thats a fact.

i write. i sing. i play. i make all sorts of things. its a wonder to create. i like to take pictures. i wish i could find some goddamn polaroid film somewhere other than the internet. i smoke cigarettes. and i feel, truly, that conversation is the very best pastime of them all. yes, even better then the television.