I can describe myself in 5 words; romantically challenged and emotionally slutty. But for the sake of filling this out a little lets get a little further.
Ok here’s the deal.
Down on this soon to be obliviated planet called Earth; under the yellow sun, Jay lives. No underwear wearing on the outside secret indentity. I am just me.
I have Arthrogroposis Multiplex Congenita; (this would be where you use google). I TRY not to let it stop me though.
Sometimes, i dont seem to have a say. Dont judge me by it alone; its what i have, not who i am.
I'm a little creative; and perhaps at times slightly self involved.
I present myself in some wildly imaginative and highly pretentious way in the hope that someone actually takes interest; Or not.
When it comes down to it; in all honesty.. It doesn’t really matter because this Jaybird is also fiercely independent and protective of his often inflated ego that it only occasionally matters what you think.
I’m a bit into books, movies; tv; and pretty much live for music. Marilyn Manson inspired me to believe in myself even when the world disagreed with me. Chuck Palahniuk; Max Barry and Frank Miller gave inspirational writing perspectives. David Lynch proved, atleast to me personally, that no limit should be places upon creativity. If one can imagine it or dream it, theres a way to put it into a format others can experience and appreciate.
Ok so thats a brief look into a few of my influences but other than all this dribble, who am I really?
I have a undying obsession with eventually becoming a ’somebody’; if only to have the thrill of saying I told you so to numerous people...
I’ve never been content with the rules of life. You know the ones; go to school, have the high school sweetheart, play sport, go to uni, become a doctor, get a big house and a car and live happily ever after.
Now, I’m guessing maybe.. maybe less than 5% ever reach that level of domesticated bliss. But I’ve never been one to accept something so preconceived.
Whats left..
Unless you’ve somehow fucked me over or shown some massive dislike towards me; I’m always sincere.. Right down to the atoms floating through my veins.
In that very moment I mean every word i say.
I’m not afraid of lying to get myself out of trouble; though I genuinely believe myself to be generally honest.
I tend to ignore my often right "user detector" and give people more chances that they really deserve..
I tend to crush easily and always end up with a broken heart; it quickly mends and i live to crush again.
