Lmao...o man the weekends are hard to contact.
Thanks for talking me down from the ledge.
Yeah I need major creative outlets asap. This fantasy is
Getting old. It's like a ******* soap opera in my head.
I have to really push myself to putt stuff out there.
I had a couple professors sit me down once and tell Kentish could tell I was holding back, censoring myself...
I need balls to the wall...just go to town. I was always envious of my A how he seemed so free in a way, how he did what he want, didn't apologize for it. If he wanted sleeves, he went out and got em. Pierce ur face like a pin cushion ? Okay done.
I had to hide. Or "play the game" as my
One professor said. I had to mask my true colors with an overcoat buttoned up
To the neck so no one could see all the bright colors underneath, and I could be just like everyone else.
He really was just a manifestation of the extreme parts of me I felt I had to shun. So hard to verbalize and come to terms with letting go.