Was I Actually Famous?
Is this really Regina Spektor? Did I honestly get born missing the ability to take anything for face value or did I lose it somewhere along the way to this show yesteryear? I get crazy confused about how my life's gone since I 'left the city' and I think it's a good idea to just ask. For a friend. I'm serious...she said her name was Mary. I also met Bob Dylan one time, and also everybody's mom. Even John's. Who also said her name was Mary. I won't tell em Billy Joel's name. I'm not dead. I'm not dead. I'm not sure how many realities we're operating in here. Facebook don't wanna know. They have flagged links to my blog as violation of community standards. I never meant to violate anybody. I am deeply humiliated that being violated led me to behaving in ways that made others feel as such. I just wanted to help make the world a better place by speaking out and shaming myself in all-serious-jest-mode just increased my own and worri...