Posts Tagged: ‘cult’

IF UR LISTENING

January 10, 2020 Posted by the writer

WOAH – OH – OH – OH …

… sing it back woah woah woah

I WAS FEELIN FREE…. WOAH OH OH OH

so

tell. me

what

do i need?

(stumble til you drop)

lucid. unplugged. disconnect.

January 12, 2019 Posted by the writer

“Yo puedo hacerte feliz…”

I met my husband 29 June 2017. Halfway through our first date, breakfast at a French cafe’ on east 44th street in midtown Manhattan, he leaned across the table while I blushed crossing and uncrossing my legs (both of us dressed to the New York City nines, suits and frocks at 7am) and he stated, quite plainly in a husky, cigar-smoking Spanish accent that I drank like a green smoothie…

“I can make you happy.”

“… yo puedo hacerte feliz.”

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good luck tekashi 6ix9ine

November 23, 2018 Posted by the writer

As someone who has experienced a reasonable dose of bad luck in between the good luck I’m always happy to have… shout out Tekashi.

Keep your head up kids.

“Niggas runnin out they mouth, but they never pop out…” 69 “You can talk hot on the internet, boi…”

the hate you project don’t effect me

November 4, 2018 Posted by the writer

Rest in peace Ranford Bigsby.

my social society

October 30, 2018 Posted by the writer

Social media is some ill shit. It makes people money while simultaneously destroying lives.

Something I struggle with as a Writer is that as a creature – I don’t want anyone following, watching or absorbing anything outside of “their” our field.

Man.

Ever since my youtube sensation best friend killed himself, I’ve paid more attention to how people follow each other in particular realms.

I’ve seen asshole Writers, who are literal assholes in real life, get crazy global book deals that feed off of likes and shares.

Fuck that.

I innocently walked into this webpage about ten years ago in the middle of major heartbreak looking for someone to talk to.

I never needed anyone to watch.

Part of why I’ve shut up the past couple of years is because I don’t envy anyone who gets money off of being paid attention to. I understand this is a contradiction, and trust me; I’m a prideful contradiction at best.

I just have a weird things I get pleased from. Private love. Dogs. Ink on a page.

Music.

These are things that make me sway. I hate followers. Don’t share this page, do me a favour.

It makes me happy I can make money and get by in the most ordinary way. Otherwise, I’d just be another asshole in the spotlight. Where would you rather be?

Variety is the spice of life.

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