| Taken after I modeled for a friend's shoot in NYC. |
| Hiya, I'm Mike. I'm made of awesomeness and sprinkles. Someday, I'm going to get an ice cream flavor named after me. I've only ever found one other person who is exactly like me, and we've never even met. A lot of people, (a LOT of people) think I'm crazy for some reason. I guess I can see why. I think it has something to do with the fact that I talk to myself. And sing to myself. I hear voices, but I assure you it's perfectly fine. I dance at odd moments. And my hair looks like I've been electrocuted. I'm happy. I'm wild. I have fun. I even know how to capture stars from the sky. AND I'm going to save the world. (All before bedtime, of course, kids.) |
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Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong
((Murphy))
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i disconnect.
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Un artiste est une personne qui crée
des choses dont les gens nont pas
besoin mais, pour une raison quelconque,
il pense que ce serait une bonne idée
de leur apporter.
Andy Warhol
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