About Me:
"About Me", how can anyone answer such a complex question? Summing myself up in a few sentences seems nearly impossible. I'm a city girl,(City girl of Chicago mainly), living here in the suburbia town of Muskegon, so Chicago on the weekends curbs my city craving's for now. I feel that self expression in any way you choose to perceive it (as in lifestyle, apparel, music of choice, make-up, or hairstyles) is an essential part of the way you live your life. I live my life through music, it is my healer. If im sad, upset, happy, or blank, with the spinning of a disk or click of a button my conscience vanishes elsewhere. Most of the time im gratified, I guess as gratified as I can be blocking out the havoc from home. Comedy is my true passion and hopefully my main contrivance in the future. Have you ever felt so deep for something or someone it actually hurt inside? That is exactly the way I feel towards comedy. Nothing else in the world matters as long as I bleed passion for my true desire. I dwell on the past and grasp onto aged memories. At times it's very hard for me to forgive due to my ravaged childhood. I eventually forgive but never forget, I don't think anybody truly does. I'm very resistant and nonviolent but have gotten into one fight with depression. As of now life has been admirable, but it usually depends on the day and my mood. Music, family, and friends help me through although. The people I have in my life now will be everlasting, I love meeting new people and trust easier than necessary. I know what I want to do with my life but I somehow seem to get lost finding my true self. Am I scared? No, but im not sure the person I am is who I truly want to be perceived as, just yet. I guess im just trying to find the serene place inside who im truly happy with, and get through the destructed sequence I like to call "my life".
Favorite Music:
Bob Dylan, Valencia, Joy Division, Ian Curtis, F.O.B. Gym Class Heroes, Journey, Misfits, The Who, Toto, Viva Hate, Panic! at the Disco, Cobra Starship, The Hush Sound, Nirvana, Van Halen, Guns n Roses, Blue October, 311, Dave Matthews Band, Dashboard Confessionals, Foo Fighters, Imogen Heap, Paramore, Good Charolotte, The Pink Spiders, Jack Johnson, Incubus, Jack's Mennequin, Jim Morrison, The Smith's, Morrissey, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley, John Mayer, Kiss, Led Zepplin, Lifehouse, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Nckleback, One Republic, Simon and Garfunkle, Queen, Styx, Earth, Wind, Fire, Janis Joplin, Alice Cooper, Seether, Something Corprate, Ted Nugent, Allman Brother's Band, The Cure, Darkness, Spill Canvas, The Doors, Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Three Days Grace, Travis Barker, Tom Petty, ZZ Top, R.E.M., The Hives, Cute is What we aim for, Plain White T's, Doug, Lifetime, Quicksand, Eclipse, Jay-Z, T.I. Ludacris, Chris Brown, Britney Spears, God Ect., Honestly, the list goes on on on and on so I'm gonna stop....
Favorite Books:
Stange how I sleep with my guitar, And with this there's no thirst for sex, just strings, but when it comes to love it's the opposite I need. There used to be a girl, an image in my head. She used to smell like summer air and glow like autumn's red. I remember we would laugh and play just as if we were little kids, But I grew old and the image wore, and now I'm ending this. Pretending is the safest bet, when you've nothing left to lose, But there is always chance to gain and the path is yours to choose. I would lie here alone the rest of my life watching the stars as I spin, Just thinking that you're here, when we both know you don't exist, And even if you did, It wouldn't be like you to care., Do you feel the wind? Can you describe it? Does it send Your hands into your sleeves? Are you scared of Questions? Do you ever feel alone? Hoping to hold the moment - to look beyond the sky. Maybe through a telescope, we'll see eye to eye. myspace. a place for friends. more like a place to go when your friends or love life is running low, and you've just too much self pity and not enough confidence to find someone while standing on your own. then again, where else is there to go? success rates of angled picture blind dates are starting to plateau. &musicians find another crutch as they abuse not only electricity and the appeal of lust, but automated promotional news. So on this screen how can I tell the famous from the fake, when it's all turned so clich? and everyone's just waiting not to wait., -brandon shane walden
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