Who Am I? I am the enigma that plagues society. There is no thought or reason to who I am, for I am me, and you are you. Not really lol, I just like to write.Red skies of warning are coming in through the night air. My darkend clouds are forming above me. I stand on this dusty road alone. Trying to hold my new mask strong to this apocryphal optimism. Temptations are roaming throughout my body. Falling to my knees I shout for my silence. Tremours scroch through this phenix. Why must I have these thoughts of such black despondency? SOMEONE MAKE IT STOP!!

I am humorous, jackass, and skeptical

Im in college abooya. I dont know what im going to do in my life. I dont think there is a person in this world that can give a definate answer to that. The only truthfull answer to this question would be, I am preparing to die. I dont know. Im taking marketing in school. Trying to open a store with my friends. Wanna have a family. I dont know and I dont think anyone truly can know.

Excerpt From My Book How does one start a story? In my few years of capable thought process, I haven�t been able to do so. How sad can that be? Should one start with the ever Fable "Once Upon A Time...� or "In A Land Far, Far Away?� No I do not think those will be appropriate for a story of this kind. For always dreaming of being an author I could never get started. Could this be due to insecurity? Or a dark seeded issue that once something begins it must come to an end? Even the story that was never suppose to end ended. I guess this could be my opening, but how droll it would be to start a story with the ramblings of a 19-year-old man, if you would call me a man yet. Too hard is it to sustain the title of a man, for what is a man? One who provides for his family? Then what would a single man be? Just a boy? No, I think a man becomes a man through serious of events in his life, events that every boy must go through; love, hate, struggle, anger, sex, loss ... I guess that list could go on forever, and I am too impatient (as you will so learn) to list them. This is a story of a boy who yearns to be the man inside of him, an eternal struggle that which may never end, yet after all those ramblings I have yet to figure out an opening line�

Usually its my crazy blue hair, or some other color. Right now its really short, I just shaved it. Just waiting to dye it again.

Book- Interview With A Vampire (Anything By Anne Rice) Movies- Donnie Darko Interview With A Vampire Evil Deads etc Music- Disturbed ICP Static X Dope Rammstein Sublime Flaw Mudvayne Food- SOUP MAN ALL SOUP KICKS ASS

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Mostly the ideoloiges behind god and stuff like that. Dark thoughts that can enspire my writing and get the creative jucies flowing. And ya that special someone thats just beyond my grasp

Every Friday is differnt on a typical Friday night I am alive somewhere well most of the time

I've always wanted to be the hero

You feel you want to say something to me. Dont be afraid I dont bite. RAWRR lol.