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I always tend to shy out of writing these things as I figure none of you really give a fuck what I have to say for myself; then it occurred to me that, perhaps, I should write a little something because you can't very well judge how well we're going to get along based on nothing at all. The late Andy Warhol once said that "in the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes" – I guess that, in a way, you reading this is my fifteen minutes. So, with these fifteen minutes, I will make you give a fuck. As long as you are reading my words, you are in my control. Now, I could write the same old clichéd bollocks that is propagated throughout MySpace about how my friends and family are the most important things to me and that music is my 'life', but I'm not going to. Many things are important to me and although my friends sure as hell are good to have around, they are not the most important aspect of my life as a whole. Music is a beautiful thing and, just like my friends, is good to have around but (now listen up kids) I CAN live without it. I guess all you really need to know is that I am a genuine person. I understand that perceptions can often be misleading and, for that, I apologise but I never set out to do anyone any harm; there really is no point. 'Love thy neighbour' – I am no holy man, but it's a good message. I'm just trying to enjoy this life and take it as it comes. To conclude my final few of the overly–generous fifteen, I would like to give you the gift of insight: Stop worrying! Everyone's major downfall is the fact that they care too goddamn much about what others think of them. And it's true. Think about it. Or even just worrying at all for that matter, and about petty things like how much you weigh, how much money you make or what–the–fuck–ever. At the end of it all, does 'it' really matter? You were born alone and you sure as hell are going to die alone, so learn to love yourself. Just remember (in the immortal words of Bill Hicks): It's just a ride.
Get yo' dancin' shoes on.
SHIT YEAH.