Being stupid

One of my favorite pastimes has always been Being Stupid. Wether it's intentional or 'foar the hoard!'

It has followed me from my youth. Playing stupid when sitting in class, pretending to listen and learn stuff I already knew. Being stupid not realizing that getting chicks is much more than about "being that quiet, intelligent, oh-so-mysterious guy in the corner". Playing stupid to get out of trouble. Not realizing my words can have a deeper understanding to most people. Realizing, that some people ARE dumb enough to believe my stupidity. Stupidly assuming people are smarter/dumber than they seam. Stupidly realizing that I probably shouldn't fight fire with fire.

Stupid about my health.

Stupid about my grades.

Stupid about my relationship(s)

But, in all of this, I really have no regrets. I've been torn apart, beaten up, and layed to waste. My mind says to give up and go get some eggo's, but my heart. My heart, sometimes, confused with my mind, it says to keep doing what I'm doing, live the adventure, and hope that anyone I meet will be happy.

I have everything I need. All I want is someone who is willing to be stupid with me.