I woke up one day and realized that I can no longer believe in anything as I considered the idea that anything is possible. That being said I could also never again trust my own perception. This makes honesty not only important, but necessary. Sometimes I'm even too forthcoming as a habit of reality checking my own conscious.
Here are some details I wouldn't blame anyone for skipping:
I come from a very tight knit family; my parents have been together for thirty-five years and I am the middle of three brothers. They have all taught me what true unconditional love is.
I love going to local shows. I love playing local shows.
I don't think I ever lost my innocence.
Being alive is the best thing that ever happened to me.
I don't believe in god, but really hope and pray it exists.
I often get the Laverne and Shirley theme song stuck in my head and I love it.
I'm pretty sure I'm a woman in a man's body, but my friends tell me I'm very manly. It's a conundrum.
I love being outside.
Contrary to popular belief, I am NOT a hippie and I do NOT look like a two thousand year old Hebrew from Bethlehem (not that there would be anything wrong with me if I did).
I'm a smeg head.