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I am a well put together mess. I have a lot of friends, but a lot less now than I used to. Time is starting to slow down for me, I've been in the game for so long now. I am a hopeless pathetic infantile idolizing romantic. I puke emotion. I used to have anger issues but I think I'm in control now. My life is never settled. I'm always broke or broken or just not there. I'm confident on the surface. I want to be a writer but I hardly ever get the notion. Pain inspires me. I guess that means that my life goes well but I need the pain. It seems sometimes that without a struggle my life is underwhelming and obscure. I need a conflict to make me think, to be energized and motivated. Women crush me. They are my main source of inspiration. I really love all of the art and music and comedy that surrounds my life. It seems that my days are always funneled toward weird and amusing instances and people. I manifest things instantly. If I think about you I will see you in a matter of hours. That only works with people so far though not with bags of money. My cats control me. To them I think sometimes that I am just part of the staff. In times of swelled heads I think they think I am God. I make the sun go up and down for them. I am an emperialist in that I believe the world is made just for me, the waves are so beautiful because I need them to be, all of you are players on my stage and the performance is top notch, ovation worthy. I have a purpose. I am moving toward that purpose. I will try anything twice and try to be better than you by the second try. I think of myself in terms of script, and I am a constant series of stills. I have recently learned to listen. I still don't know how to believe. I want to trust someone else one day. I have the rarest of blood types, one of the most mystical birthdays and vestigial body parts. I am a connection between primal and future man. It feels really good to tell everyone these things. I will always stay standing. I am a natural alpha. Follow me....