I’m Josh, but I’m not. I understate things, but I always say more than I need to.
I’m always easily fascinated, but I’m never impressed. I’m never surprised, but I’m never prepared.
I like the idea of freedom but I’m attached to material things.
I don’t say that much.
I like to contradict myself.
I hate hypocrites.
I’m trying to find my niche, which is just a falsely cool/introspective way of saying that I’m a poser that does everything “okay” instead of exceptionally.
I talk about semi-important things. And I can’t make eye contact, especially while exchanging words.
These are pictures of me: