I'm really fucking sick of being here. I work probably too much, if im not selling phones i'm a freelance article writer, and if im not doing that i'm probably asleep. I'm from california, that's my home, and though I try not to, it's common to hear me talk shit about basically everywhere else. I'm overly brand loyal, sentimental, and forgiving. I like to think that i'm one of the few people who actually appreciate life, i understand the end is imminent, and i want to value the people who matter before it's too late; That's why through thick, thin, blood, water, pussy, skrill, 2 cars, and steel bars, Joe is still my best friend. I love the people i've put around myself, its comforting to know that no matter how high i climb, i still have at least a few people holding that safety net below me.
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