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Who needs a blog anyways? I'm just... not that interesting. So if you haven't noticed, i'm slightly agitated that 2 years ago i was a man on fire. I was a quick stepping, hot talking, know-it-all with an attitude that struck fear in the heart of enemies and sherpas alike. Get me talking about ANYTHING and i could make you regret you ever had an opinion. And for some reason... i miss that. I miss being the center of attention. I miss deep discussions about politics, and the state of the world, and god and passion. I miss Jay Sprout. I miss a lot of things about my old life. And... i still hate the person i was. I feel I've lost a lot... but i feel i've matured a lot. I've settled down sure... but i've learned how and how not to treat people. I need to learn how to accept who i am and stop trying so hard to be who i was. I can still be fun. When i get around to stopping letting work run my life, I'll be back into having stories and adventures and always having something to talk about. Music to. Write a song fuckstick. Who cares about complexity? Who gives a shit if its 4 chords that you stole from some nick drake song? Just get it done you twit. A musician who can't write songs is a hobbyist at best. Create. Write a manifesto. Finish your story. Steal photoshop again and for GODS SAKES get your computer fixed. These are all the things i could be. These are the possibilities of the new me. Stop compromising.
Someone argue with me. Seriously.
Passion is the most awe inspiring and devistatingly attractive thing in the world.
Stand for something. Be somebody. Give a damn.
I think its time to make banners.
Someone argue with me. Seriously.
Passion is the most awe inspiring and devistatingly attractive thing in the world.
Stand for something. Be somebody. Give a damn.
I think its time to make banners.