I am the son of a warlord and a pacifist, an extrovert and an introvert, a self pronounced Psychiatrist and a self pronounced non-artist who paints and writes. I am the oldest son of 2 people who love eachother. I am the son of a man and a woman(Surprise), Berlin, and Orem, Utah.
Hands of a writer and logic of a physicist. Brains of a mathematician and motivation of a politician. Too smart to be motivated by carrots. Too dumb to be motivated by passion alone.
Too bad I don't really love carrots.
There was a boy who had long arms and freckles.
He walked tall in the night amoungst the universes and proud for the stars.
In the day his knees broke down. In the day he was a wharf in a hurricane.
He has lost his shit so many times it's a cookbook and all the housewives are reading it.
Recipe calls for 3 lbs of tears that have matured in the eye without falling, then falling all at once.
175 lbs of awkward man/boy skin and bones trying to be someone else.
cooked over a low heat for 30 days approx. and then dumped on the dirt all at once in a rage-fit.
and now you have lost your shit.
congratulations
bravo
I am the son of divine being no one I've ever met has seen literally. I am told who is my father, all the time.
I am constantly told what this father wants for me and I'm confused easily by this. How do the other people know? and why don't they know what he wants for them sometimes? Seems strange to me.
Stop being pretentious Zack.
Get better Zack.
Be good Zack.
Zack, where do you come up with all this stuff?
"Tell me your symptoms Zack"
"When I wake up, it feels like the morning after something terrible has happened. That's every morning."
"I constantly feel like I should get married but not have kids because I'm scared they'll turn out like me."
"When people ask me questions I have a small heart attack and usually start eating something."
"I sneeze a lot at family get-togethers, which I'm now realizing is probably just an allergy or something."
"Every year around christmas time I get obsessed with Pokemon and Avery Taylor, which is frustrating"
"I hate most kinds of talks."
"I want people to love me and comment on my blog, but also I don't want people to know my secrets, which I just realized is my fault and I can fix my own problems"
That's just some of the things I'll say this tuesday at 9:00 am. Probably.
Professionals are weird. I haven't even met the guy and I am already answering his questions.
