If you’re not fucking, laughing, getting high, eating good food, and having good conversation. Life is a fucking joke, not the funny kind either. The one where the shithead shouts in the mic about politics and laws.
I’m gonna try drawing today. I’ll start an instagram account soon, detailing my frustrations and fuel, while displaying my progress.
I want to say fuck depression…in something other than poetry and manic philosophical mantras. Those thing do make my life fun and crazy as hell, I secretly like it though.
Let’s try something new today, because who waits on the bus without a good book, music, or art? I hate motivational speeches. This isn’t one of those.
Just had a highdea. I’m probably not gonna start until tomorrow. Today is where I learn what the hell i’m made of
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Hi no12run2
Hey babe, how’s it going? You doing alright?
Going good. Good as in haven’t been taking advantage of a handy method. Looking to becoming slight optimistic but failing on the way. Writing my philosophies which will be read by none. Talked to a friend on phone and being a full time supporter of my self by constant reassurance of self love that will fade as soon.
Just dealing, and can’t understand the decision to not kill myself.
Just try to let it flow and go. Try to lose control without losing hold of yourself. Shit comes out in mini mountains. It’s not yours to climb, I’m drawing again now. Not hardcore shit, just some doodles. You sound good to me, it’s a practice and a good team helps win the game. I’m on your side, let’s play to win babes!!
Okay lets play to win 🙂 you seem indulged. I must write like you’re drawing
I’m learning how to be in the body. How to listen and not ignore its’ urges. You’re writing perfectly, everything is there and thick. I need your expressions, you illustrate your vibes with a science. I love that about you!
Thank you for motivating me showing me the skill I have. How about I spend several months locked in writing a book.
Illustrate my vibes with a science I wanna know more
That would be intense, interesting, and deep. I’ve done that with a few poetry books I’ve written. Managed to throw them all out after burning them. I hate sad shit, but it makes a good story. No doubt about it. Your curiosity and uncertainty is genuine and generous to me(the reader) I know that if you wrote more, people would find your work to be a relieve. A safe haven in chapters and paragraphs.
Thank you. That I believe too. You analyse writings nicely. I appreciate that. My mind is all over the place.
I hide my writings because I don’t think anyone will like it.
Whoever liked it liked it too much. Maybe I’m afraid that I write not too much and wont be able to make up one book with one topic throughout. I don’t even have basic writing knowledge.
All my ideas contradict one another.
It’s just being human, you could write poetry. There are no rules and no limits. Just you and your mind in between pink lines. I have a sporadic alternative life by circumstance and chance. I’m not too good at explaining myself, believe it or not. I just like to write and do whatever makes me feel good after. Thanks for the compliment though 🙂
You’re welcome. No12run2 🙂 are you in a good mood?
I’m in flow, I’m not bothered by much lately. I try to remember the bare bones of things…this is all gonna be over when I’m done with it. I try because I know there are people who need relief. People who need help, not hurt. I’m not gung ho about life, if that’s what you’re asking. How are you, you feeling OK?
No. Not okay. Flashbacks.
Everything that breaks, is me.
Everything that has been clean,
And nothing that I want rid of,
Nothing can set me free.
I wrote this
Explain to me the feeling behind it, I guess I never read this one. Let me know how you’re doing, keep going little lady.