My name is James, but you can call me Jim.
My head is a box full of nothing and that's the way I like it
I get scared easily, and get attached to people with pretty smiles.

I have a few people who I consider to be "friends".
I trust them unconditionally,
and they're BETTER than YOURS.

I smoke too much,
but can't be bothered to quit.
I drink to excess too often,
and normally make a twat out of myself.
I'm painfully honest when intoxicated.

I dance, I drink, I sleep on floors.
This Is normally out of choice.

I'm completely happy for the first time in quite a while.
This makes me daydream and smile.
It's really rather nice.

Shit just got heavy?
I really hope not.

I've posted no comments, I've not posted in the live-chat yet, and I've not been spotted yet.