josh, 27, into boys, although i'm not the average stereotype. i live in san francisco and am quite the busy boy. i've always been different and i just keep getting more obscure as time goes on. but that's a good thing sometimes, right?
a few key things about me:
i'm working my shit out or trying to at least.
i find beauty in most things that others would find ugly.
i enjoy the most trashy things one can as well as the most luxurious things in life all at the same time.
i'm a good tipper.
i really am a big dork and could give a poo less about what people think.
i"m a free hand bodypiercer.
i am a performance artist and drag personality. my art has taken me many places already and i'm excited about the future... i've performed in hollywood, LA, portland, amsterdam, london, all over sf, NYC, and this spring to Tokyo.
i make my own costuming and use many elements in my art such as, gender illusion/ delusion, fire, full body painted creatures, stiltwalking, live piercing, and suspension.
you can see my profile here...
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add my other profile and the above as your friends if you're on myspace.... my tribe is often neglected a bit...
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my ride is a bmx bike that i use to get all over the city.
i'm notorious for falling asleep while people try and watch movies with me.
most people who know me think i'm nuts, i think i'm one of the most sane people i know though.
i'm a scorpio with a leo rising and leo moon.
i drink A LOT of tea.
i make the most funny faces in the shower when the water hits my face.
if we are out at a bar and i disapear chances are good that i'm out on the corner hanging out with the homeless street prophets sharing a beer with them. i would much rather share space with reality rather than your 300 dollar haircut and that conversation about that new band you like to namedrop. i give money to homeless people without question. my brother was homeless for years and if not for the money that he recieved he would be dead. every time i do i thank god he is alive. i want them to take the money go buy a beer or get high and do whatever they need to do to feel one minute of peace. what's the harm in that? you cannot fix them or take them out of the enviroment and change things so why not give them a means of feeling better. it's a choice only sometimes to be in that way. so the next time you pass someone spanging you, have a fucking heart, look down at your three hundred dollar shoes, think, and give thanks for the fact that you are blessed and share that with others.
sometimes i wish i could go back there, to the time when i was young. back then i thought that mountains were sleeping creatures and would shift around late at night.
when i would squint my eyes out of the car and invision my secret protector spirits, the only ones who could save me from my family, wizzing by my window along with the 70 mile per hour scenery.
when i thought boys could make babies with each other but that didn't matter cause everyone had a penis.
to the first time i heard music in a way that wrecked me.
back to the magic of being 16 standing over a freeway pass and wanting nothing more than to jump off into the blur of oncoming color.
but that would be returning to a hell that i couldn't survive twice. if you are young and feel the same let me assure you it gets better. i promise.
i'm a really happy person that follows my heart and am indefinitly chasing all my dreams and making them realities. i'm doing it... now it's your turn.
i have an extremely fucked up past that has only made me some type of calm and reserved gentle warrior like icon/ action figure. look for me on QVC. situations abound where i have to play docter on my friends often. i learned how to do home stitches when i was twelve. it's not uncommon for me to pop shoulders back into place at a house party where my friends have fallen off the roof.
other times i'm a terror to behold. loud and crazy, a channeler of several different personalities, complete with accents.
sometimes when everything is too much for me i fill the bathtub up and lay there with my head under the water pretending like i'm a sea creature from some other planet.
i spend large amounts of my money on doing art and none on fashion. the holes in my clothes reflect this.
i think i'm obsessed with avocados.
i'm the one who will pee on you in the shower and not say anything until you notice me smiling. then we can have a pee contest.
i have a mullet.
i want to have a cocktail party where all we do is drink rum out of bottles and talk in pirate voices while we have a contest on who can rip off the most, "support our troops stickers" from cars in san francisco. the winner gets a drunkin pirate kiss from yours truly. arggg.
it makes me smile when i see two busses pass each other on the street going the opposite direction at the same time.
people sometimes say i'm intense. really i'm just a passionate person.
i love sleeping to classical music playing softly in the background. it makes for astonishing dreams. i have nothing left in this life but to live them out.
my favorite thing is to go on long walks with music blaring in my headphones and get caught up in the beauty of this city, this heart, and this life.
xo
