Uggggghhhhhhhhh
Someday, we will love.
Unexpectedly. Like waves startling a bed of seashells.
Unnoticed. Like zephyrs sweeping august streets.
Someday we will love.
Even those holding on by a thread, ready to let go and descend into the valleys of rock bottom and oceans of hope no more; someday, they too…
Love this……
My words, these words, have seem to have gotten me in trouble. My honesty is creating the wrong perception. I am not who you think I am. Not sure how groups of people can endure so much hate, so much hate to the point where it consumes the minds and evil is spewed from the lips. As an artist I dont know how im going to survive but what I do know is god got my back and I will be okay. I am strong, I am brave, I am……..
My palm was read and I was told that I wouldn’t have much in life. I’m like…….fuck that. I’m going to get “IT”, my dreams are way too big for me to have nothing.
