I'm a living, breathing paradox. I don't desire or try to be contrary- I just am - and not out of a lack of identity or confusion, but out of an inherent, intense drive to never be complacent, and cranking my Qi into overdrive. I simply must. Few have understood this and I'm perfectly fine with that. My need for self-expression does not hinge upon anyone being able to understand or appreciate it. This makes me sound like a far more neurotic and illogical creature than I am. In truth that's just my nature, while my inner turmoil is always a roller-coaster of thoughts and emotions, what's visible on the outside is carefully controlled. there is little fear that you'll be picking out emotional shrapnel by coming close or existing inside my blast radius that I call my life. This also comes off as if I take myself quite seriously. This is by no means the case. I love laughing at myself at least as much as I like laughing at you, which I assure you is quite a bit. Thin-skinned people do not last in my world.
- Tyler Texas
- JoinedFebruary 10, 2018
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