Lame. I'm alive. Mwah.
A week ago, my personal myspace was hacked into and the e-mail address and password were changed. I have been unable to sign in ever since. According to the phonecalls I received yesterday, the abovementioned hacker/awfulfuck posted multiple bulletins and changed my profile, sadistically, stating that I had passed away in a car accident while "driving home" (Funny thing is: I don't even have a car, not to mention a home). Due to the unassailable love of my friends (that I am so thankful for), I received a few, some sobbing, phone calls to check on the validity of the matter. Being homeless and incessantly on-the-go, I haven't been able to use a computer until now.
Yes, this is lame.
I just want to apologize for the actions of whatever sanguine, impertinent, uncouth, barborous, awful person is behind all of this. Dearest culprit, I wish I could give you a huge hug as, although your efforts have inconvenienced and hurt my friends and me, you obviously do not have enough love and positivity in your life if your leisurely fun must consist of jibing at the expense of others (especially to this extent). I hope you, Mr./Mrs. malefactor, understand the gravity and caliber of your insensitive and inconsiderate actions; I hope that you may rest easy with a conscience so heavy.
I apologize to any and all who may have been affected by this. I doubt that most (or any) of you cared much if you saw it; I am completely aware of how miniscule my importance is in this vast world, but I wholeheartedly thank anyone who called to check up on me or any who was even the slightest bit worried. That support made me conscious of not only the love I am receiving, but the effectiveness of the love I am incessantly shipping out, in round-the-clock-post-office fashion. Mwah. Oh, and I ask that if you know of anyone who may think that I am deceased, please inform them otherwise. I would greatly appreciate that.
I am alive and well, currently residing in and around Seattle, Washington. A vagabond. A gypsy. I spend my days falling further into love with a gorgeous, vibrant, intelligent woman, hanging out with the gold-hearted Eric Bowley, and preparing to record two albums (one just isn't enough (production commencing in the next week or so). I am, as always, smiling constantly. I wish nothing but the best for you, as the possibilities are endless in this fluctuating life; The sky has never been, "the limit;" as the dominion of your mind knows no bounds. I love you, whomever you are, for you are you, and that is all that matters. Smile a lot today, okay?
Kite-tails and marigolds,
Matthew.
Yes, this is lame.
I just want to apologize for the actions of whatever sanguine, impertinent, uncouth, barborous, awful person is behind all of this. Dearest culprit, I wish I could give you a huge hug as, although your efforts have inconvenienced and hurt my friends and me, you obviously do not have enough love and positivity in your life if your leisurely fun must consist of jibing at the expense of others (especially to this extent). I hope you, Mr./Mrs. malefactor, understand the gravity and caliber of your insensitive and inconsiderate actions; I hope that you may rest easy with a conscience so heavy.
I apologize to any and all who may have been affected by this. I doubt that most (or any) of you cared much if you saw it; I am completely aware of how miniscule my importance is in this vast world, but I wholeheartedly thank anyone who called to check up on me or any who was even the slightest bit worried. That support made me conscious of not only the love I am receiving, but the effectiveness of the love I am incessantly shipping out, in round-the-clock-post-office fashion. Mwah. Oh, and I ask that if you know of anyone who may think that I am deceased, please inform them otherwise. I would greatly appreciate that.
I am alive and well, currently residing in and around Seattle, Washington. A vagabond. A gypsy. I spend my days falling further into love with a gorgeous, vibrant, intelligent woman, hanging out with the gold-hearted Eric Bowley, and preparing to record two albums (one just isn't enough (production commencing in the next week or so). I am, as always, smiling constantly. I wish nothing but the best for you, as the possibilities are endless in this fluctuating life; The sky has never been, "the limit;" as the dominion of your mind knows no bounds. I love you, whomever you are, for you are you, and that is all that matters. Smile a lot today, okay?
Kite-tails and marigolds,
Matthew.