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[13 Mar 2017|10:41pm]
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:) W.I.P.

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;) [07 Apr 2015|10:08pm]
Revamping...
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:) [10 Apr 2013|05:39am]
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Placeholder [05 Oct 2012|11:15pm]
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Autobiography [07 Mar 2008|06:42pm]
Thirty years ago in Greece, there was a beautiful girl, with eyes like the sea and hair like the sun. I'm told she met a tall, dark-haired, handsome man and fell deeply in love. They soon married and had three wonderful children, two girls, and the youngest was a little boy. Their son had dark brown, almost black, curly hair and dull green eyes. He never met his father, he died three weeks before the little boy was born. Though he's been told he looks just like his father. He had a distinct need to roam the house naked until the age of four, and often was getting into things he shouldn't have. When he was five his mother remarried and his stepfather, a business man, adopted him. He grew to love his stepfather like he was his actual father. That little boy, began singing at a very young age and just never stopped. He loved it and it seemed to have a very calming affect on him. When he was 16 his stepfather was offered a job over in America, New York to be exact, and so they moved. There he met a young punk rock singer who had signed her very own record contract, he was very intrigued. They became fast friends, did everything together, they were inseperable. Slowly he began to fall in love with her, deeply in love. By the time they were 17, they decided to take their relationship from best friends to lovers. At 18 that boy asked the girl of his dreams to marry him and a few months later, she did.

During the beginning of their friendship the boy signed his own contract and became known in his own right. Sure, he started out opening for his future wife, but he was happy. That's all that ever mattered to him, being happy. That boy, was me. Damien Paris Carter. Twenty-one years old and probably as shy as they come when I'm not on stage. My mother is the most beautiful woman I've ever met, other than my wife. My father sure knew a good thing when he saw it, it would've been nice to meet him, everyone tells me I'm so much like him. I mean, yeah I've seen pictures, and I do look like my father. I just wish I had had the chance to get to know him.

My beautiful, wonderful wife, would be none other than Andrea Skye Carter. I love that girl more than anything, I'd give everything up for her and she knows it. That makes me love her even more, the fact that she knows all of that and doesn't use it to get her own way. She would never ask me to do anything other than what I love doing and I am the same way with her. We just have this beautiful relationship, we understand each other. Don't get me wrong, we have our fights, trust me, we do. Everything always works out eventually though.

I have been taking some classes at NYU, via the net, while I've been out on the road. I'm home in New York now, so I'll be back to actual classes. I'm studying Music and Marketing, so far it's been a blast. Hard, but still a blast. I very much look up to Andie for choosing the path she has, working with children will be awesome and she'll make a great teacher someday. She would also make a fantastic mother, but I'm just not ready yet. I'm happy with what I'm doing, happy with who I'm with and I'm just going to leave it at that for now.
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