i'm another face in the crowd, in a sea of insignificant strangers. i don't consider myself bland, but i don't consider myself eccentric. i tend to talk more than i should, and sometimes i don't talk much at all. for the most part i know what i want, but my brain functions in an indecisive manner. sleep doesn't enjoy my company, and niether would a pacifist. i curse entirely too often, and i talk myself in circles on a frequent. i have cynical stand points and i laugh at everything.
take it or leave it.