Friday, October 23, 2009
My friend one time asked me to write a story about my life. (I guess my life is amusing) I mean, to be honest, I don't believe half the shit that goes down. But I know my brain, and I can't formulate long enough thoughts to create a story. Flowing, coherent story. I think in instances and in moments, jumble together and thats how I create my story. This wouldn't be marketable. It definitely wouldn't make the New York Times Best Sellers List.
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