so like i'd really like to have a brainstorming session involving my playlist.
i've had so many ideas over the years while i was making it,
and while i can't deny that it's been fun watching my creativity be made through other people's hands,
it would be nice to be part of a creative team involving my original experiences and ideas for once.
i would just like to be able to contribute something that i thought of or made to the project.
- random thoughts jan 2016 -
it's not that i'm not just a person who will no longer get up at the drop of a hat and do something that i'm excited about. that part of me hasn't changed. i have to accommodate for my parents, and my mental illness and my parents ]= and that gypsy part of me while still there, no one is accommodating it, and i wasn't accommodating it before....
anyways...
look i still swoon over once upon a dream by lana del rey
and i still would love the opportunity to live, travel to, experience nyc
i would love to see you even if only for a new york minute.
whatever that means.
i bet it's pretty short.
i have mixed memories of that place.
but like I'm just not going to drop everything during one of the most stressful times of my entire life
FOR A CHANCE to see you when there's NOT A GUARANTEE
and i'm definitely not going to pay for it.
because i'm not that way to you. in my perception.
so i don't know how you see me
this persistent person who won't give up.
but
i just think that you are being RIDICULOUSLY OUTRAGEOUS and unfair.
i think that i have met all of your demands.
i did not create a separate twitter account after not only was my first other twitter deleted with no explanation
i did not create a separate twitter account after my main twitter was blocked because i don't want to harass you even though it may seem like i really do.
i did NOT follow you home though i did consider how easy it might be
I DO NOT WANT to stalk you or creep you out un a unflattering way.
sure i have problems
i'm mentally ill and have major panic attacks in front of you that lead me to be hospitalized.
and sure i stop eating and showering and basically taking care of myself because i'm so obsessed with you.
and yeah, i may have an acne skincare problem that is related not only to stress but the ENORMOUS amount of medication i have to take to make me be "semi pleasant" to be around because otherwise i'm a homosidal cray cray weirdo who is delusional and schitzo
but you know what.
i still think i'm pretty
i still think i'm an artist
i didn't give up on anything including you
and i haven't given up on myself even though sometimes it may seem like it
and i think that i'm talented and interesting and smart and unique and i like myself for all of that
i know i'm not perfect but you won't find a single person on this earth who is
and i don't know how many of your fans are dedicated to making you happy instead of just worshiping the ground you walk on.
so i know hearing this might not make you happy now, but when you look back on it maybe in 5-10 years. i know it will.
because i'm not afraid of you.
you don't scare me at all.
unless i think you are about to tell me that you want me.
or that you need me.
or that i was right all along.
that scares me.
and the reason is because no one else does.
no one else will listen and beautifully and eloquently be mr.darcy.
so i dare you - scare the living daylights out of me.
watch me run away over and over and come running back in the rain. and smile
because i don't smile very often.
xo
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