What to say about myself...
I'm me I suppose:
An Insomniac.
Ridden with buckets of AD-HD.
Calloused finger tips.
Heavily, cluttered mind.
Headphone addiction.
Faithful mosh goer.
Scattered memory and a spotty past.
Not much to say about this old story
Just another enigma of broken flesh and tattered hearts
And ready to breathe every breath I have left
A cynic with an optimistic view...
Gosh I need another cup of coffee..
Not looking for anything in particular. Staying open. I Don't really expect anything from anyone at this point. Just someone to love being themselves as much as I love being myself
I be me and you be you. Sound good? ;D
