I was tagged by theluckiestfoolever!
Rule one: Always post the rules
Rule two: answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write eleven new ones
Rule three: tag eleven people and link them to the post
Rule four: actually tell them you’re tagging them
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Where do you most want to visit in the world? Machu Picchu sounds dope as hell not gonna lie.
What is your greatest fear? Hm. I have a lot. I guess not being enough?
If you could tell everyone on earth one thing, what would you say? Make something beautiful before you die.
What is the best thing anyone has ever said to you? "You remind me of someone I know."
What is your favorite book? Shit, hm. Ah. Favorite book. My favorite book is either Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger or One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
What is your favorite childhood memory? This time when I was a kid I was in Rugrats pajamas that were too small for me (I was 4 maybe) and I went outside. It was summer, the sun was setting, and my dad wanted to take a polaroid picture of me. But I remember this moment so vividly, I felt like I wasn't in my body but surrounding the entire front yard of my house in Michigan and watching everything. And it was incredible.
Talk about a dream that seemed incredibly real. Hahahahahahah, I have super vividly real dreams all the time. I'll talk about one of my more recent ones (I had this really cool one written down but I can't find it right now). In my dream it was the middle of the night. I was being chased by a wolf and so I ran into the office building I work in and start sprinting up the stairs with the wolf bounding behind me. At like the 24th floor I get off and run into the nearest office. I hide in a cubicle and I can hear and kind of see him/her stealthily walking around the office. Finally I think, "I'm gonna die anyways might as well try," which then I proceed to lunge at the wolf. The wolf trie to bite me and I grab the top of their jaw with my left hand and their lower jaw with my right and start prying it apart until I hear it snap and I realize I broke its jaw. It ran away while I was sitting there covered in my own blood from my hand having a wolf's teeth digging into them. Suddenly a man walks up in a trench coat and looks at me and says these exact words, "I remember my first wolf fight," then he stared longingly off into the distance. Then he turned and started walking away. He walked through the office walls and was floating on air and kept walking until he was out of sight.
Favorite band? Bright Eyes? Okkervil River? I can't choose.
Favorite material possession? I guess my guitar(s).
What was your dream as a child? To be an architect! I don't know why.
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? My vanity. I always find myself looking at myself in mirrors when I pass them.
Alcohol of choice? Specific brand too!
What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you, full story, go.
Most disturbing fact you ever heard, if you know none go google some and let us know what you find.
Post a selfie I want to see your beautiful faces.
Favorite book? (sorry kessler i stole yours i just really like books)
You're about to get stranded on a desert island but you can only bring 2 things. The necessities will be provided so no little loophole answers like, "i'd bring unlimited water, unlimited food, and rescue flares - dumbass" because fuck you that's no fun.
Finally, favorite article of clothing? Post another selfie of you wearing that piece of clothing.
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