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: