You shouldn't listen to anything that comes out of my mouth. Not a single word. It's all BS.
I don't have any clue about what I am talking or writing about. Most of the time it doesn't even make sense.
I just turned thirty and I have never done anything remarkable in my life. I don't have a place of my own. When I'm in my hometown I sleep at my mom's.
I never made a lot of money. I probably have a lot less money than you have. Just a few weeks ago my bank actually canceled my bank account.
I haven't had a “regular” job since the summer of 2013.
Most of my projects (I don't call them startups anymore because people told me that I'm not an entrepreneur) failed miserably.
My writing sucks, even though I call myself a writer. Apparently I don't even reach high school level. Oh, I almost forgot to mention. I'm also a copycat.
I suck as entrepreneur (or whatever you want to call it).
I've practically failed at every human relationship I've ever had.
I might be the most selfish person alive.
I'm way too skinny and lack muscles.
Calling me ordinary might already be an overstatement.
So what's left? Is there anything bad left that anyone can say about me?
Or tell you? Tell me?
Maybe I have bad breath. I don't know...
Tell me something that I don't know yet. That you don't know yet.
Here's the stage... and a mic... Please, be my guest...