i am perpetually questioning what the hell is going on - with myself, with others, with this world. i am restless, yet lazy. i am inspired one minute and completely turned off the next. i am fiercely loyal, but prone to not giving a shit about anyone in particular. i could say i'm a writer, but only because i write. and for that matter, i'm a singer because i sing. but what does it mean to anyone outside of myself if i can't even verify that it means anything to me? MySpace
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