Bad ass

I am bad ass. Its taken me a while, and sometime I still can’t get it through my head, but I fuckin rock this shit. I am one of a kind. I am truly the only one of my kind. There is no one else like me. You will never meet another one even close to being like me. I told that to James and Andrew at Pamplona today and James even said, “yeah, I get that about you… And I don’t really even know you that well.” lol! I like my beer in carbonated, I analyze like a psychologist… Sometimes to a fault. I love… And I mean really love people just when I meet them. I can fall in love with someone in days, and that means forever for me. I don’t eat green vegetables. I would give the shirt off my back to the ones that I care about. I go to extremes, but at least I have stopped thinking about what I think about. People cant tell whether i am 16 or thirty… And i will almost always smile, even if it hurts inside, because i know that other people need to see it. I will always be your mystery. And I like that.