There is a thing about stuff I forget to talk about or tell myself sometimes and it’s that, even though I say stuff and tell people things, I sometimes most times forget it applies to me

A shit load of groovy people dig me. They really do. Like totally awesome people think I’m cool.

You can buffet these things and pass them on or however we deal with it but the truth of me talking to me now on my own diary thing is that from since I was I kid to now at almost sixty years of age, I’m pretty fucking ace.

I might be as weird as shit and not even begin to understand myself but all these groovy people dig me and I’m even accepting it these days without being scared.

I’m a total weird and a bellend and everything but I’m also dead ace.