Who are you?

no, never.

 

Isn't that called hopeless?

Not trying to be witty, but that's for real how I perceive that in my mind.

 

i think thats just pragmatic.

 

because i accept that i am a hypocrite. thats what i judge people on. either they can accept it or not, some people refuse to believe that they aren't perfect

 

Both optimism and pessimism are practical in almost every situation.

 

Makaveli, who are YOU ?

 

I'm just a little bit crazy. I also feel I'm very well balanced as an individual. I'm strong enough to survive just about anything life can hand me, but I'm sensitive enough to understand those who can't.

I'm smart enough to say all the dumb things I want and still stand out to peopel as an intellect. I'm edgy enough to say the things others wont say and graceful enough to not incite people in doing so.

I am many things, to many people. This is not say that I'm two-faced or schizo. This is to say that I'm a very well rounded person and in being so I reach a large audience as a person. I "fit" with a lot of people and each person, as different as they are, sees something different in me and takes something different from my words. It also means I don't learn from a small view. I learn on a grand scale of diversity and it makes all the difference.

 

I'm complicated.

 

You forgot, "happily gay" as well.

 

oh makaveli. by the way. i added you to myspace, and your HF photos dont do you justice

 

I know. I just like them cause they're completely spontaneous. Just me in the moment.

 

Im an amoeba.

 

I'm always learning who I am. the choices I make are what define me, so I won't know who I truly was until it's over.

 

That's just your way of begging me to fuck you. Might as well just scream "Take my Starfruit Lode."

But that's inappropriate here.

 

That'll be a complete overview of who you were. Who you are is a dynamic statement of your self value and personal awareness, IMO.

 

I'm glad you warned me before I started stripping and shouting. My co-workers would've been highly confused.


And arroused, I'm sure.

 

Without a doubt.

 

I am your father.

 

im pretty messed up...

 

Not to doubt you, but my biological father was deported back to Australia in the late 1980's.