So, I get a lot of people asking me about my URL, or sending me hate because they love Ringo,

There are a lot of reasons for it, so here it goes:

-Movie.

First, well, some people might have noticed, it’s a line from the movie (500) days of summer (in fact it’s way more than a quote, but we’ll get there soon, just read). This movie. Let me tell you something about this movie. The guy who wrote it is a fucking spy or secret agent. He stalked me for a couple of years and made a movie about my whole personality. I honestly SCREAMED sometime while I was watching it, because it’s SCARY sometimes. Of course, lot’s of people might relate with the views of one of the characters about love, relationships and stuff. But my relationship with it goes deeper. From little things like the reference in Summer’s bedroom to Son Of Man (my favourite painting), to things like, ALL THE CAST IS MADE WITH RANDOMS ACTORS I LOVE. Also taking my iTunes and making it the soundtrack for the movie. And then there’s this line.

-Ringo.

I’m not like, this huge Beatles fan, I mean, they’re cool, have some awesome songs, but that’s it. I don’t think they are the ultimate band or are the GODS OF MUSIC, or that they are sexy or anything like that. And let’s face it. Ringo IS the least loved Beatle. I confess that before I found out the thing I’m about to tell, I didn’t even know the name of the 4th Beatle. In fact I used to call George Harrison, Harley Davidson. Don’t ask me why. I don’t like motorcycles either. That’s just another mistery we’ll never know the answer.

-July 7th.

That is Ringo’s birthday. he was born on July 7, 1940. Funny thing? I was born on July 7. Of 1992 of course, I’m not 71 years old, I’m 19. So, I discovered this a few years ago and I just though it was an awesome name (Ringo Starr) and when I checked who the hell that guy was, I loved it even more. (I mean, A BEATLE. I may not love them like hell, but 90% of the world does, that must be good for me, right?) So yeah, I found it pretty awesome that Ringo, a Beatle, and me, the next great world actor, share birthdays.

-Me.

So, the line itself. Ringo is the least liked Beatle, and the one people forget the name, and the one that doesn’t have a great hit, and the ugly one. And nobody loves him. I though “Heck yeah, that’s totally me!”. (I’m not saying I’m lame, or that Ringo is lame. I am a motherfucking awesome little shark, and I think Ringo must be an awesome shark too. It’s just that nobody seems to love us. Well, too bad for them.)

So there you go. It’s a movie, it’s Ringo, it’s my birthday, it’s me, and it sums up my life.

(btw, isn’t Ringo a dog’s name? I LOVE DOGS TOO. THIS IS DESTINY.)