another issue I've stuggled with for a long time. even moreso being after of who I was. you are who wish to be. who your guides influence you to be. there are people out there that would have you be your worst, or be your best. choose your company carefully. it's always your choice to be as you wish.
my potential wanes in the in this hell that slowly came to a boil and i didn't notice until it was too late. my skills atrophy with each day. skills? who am i kidding? i don't even have any hobbies. i know nothing about myself. i don't know what i like to do for fun, what kind of music i listen to, what my favorite movies are, or even my favorite color. i'd be useless in writing my own obituary. (even if i weren't dead.) i keep thinking that in the future, i'll figure out who i am. when? tomorrow? next year?
you are skilled. you express yourself well. you're thoughtful. creative. and your photo inserts already have you in touch with some great photographers. you're already on your way. congrats, huh? :)
where is my passion? how do i find it? is there a systematic research process for its discovery? will it find me? does it reveal itself when the time is right? does it come as an encoded message, a metaphor in a crumpled gum wrapper in the alley?
when you least expect to find it. in hope. in owning hope, will your passions find you. when you find that hope, many of those fears blocking your way will clear and ease many burdens on you.
i'm really digging on the modelling hobby. it feels so wonderful to have my makeup all done up, to be transformed into someone else's vision. i get to be whoever they want me to be.
one of the spiritual traits of a submissive. though you're not Mine, as it were; I do recognize the peace and security women need. the assurance. the more I help others, the more I help myself.
and maybe i'll discover i like one of those people and that's who i'll become. regardless, it's exhausting and envigorating at the same time, which is an awesome feeling. being on this side of the fence has been nice for a change, but it's been renewing my passion for photography, which is a very good thing, but also a very expensive thing.
i got a digital slr, and those accessories you kind of need, like a drive to download the photos, and a bag to protect it, and a memory card, and a lens, and... *sigh* now i want a lighting kit so i can finally begin to understand that esoteric art that makes me love those people that really seem to get it.
I went through my 20s not knowing where I belonged. no sense of true identity, even in the underground well you've found your soul tribe, and again already on your way, yes? hell, that's something I've only truly accepted in the past few years. an affirmation, you're doing damn well. go strong.
another issue I've stuggled with for a long time. even moreso being after of who I was. you are who wish to be. who your guides influence you to be. there are people out there that would have you be your worst, or be your best. choose your company carefully. it's always your choice to be as you wish.
my potential wanes in the in this hell that slowly came to a boil and i didn't notice until it was too late. my skills atrophy with each day. skills? who am i kidding? i don't even have any hobbies. i know nothing about myself. i don't know what i like to do for fun, what kind of music i listen to, what my favorite movies are, or even my favorite color. i'd be useless in writing my own obituary. (even if i weren't dead.) i keep thinking that in the future, i'll figure out who i am. when? tomorrow? next year?
you are skilled. you express yourself well. you're thoughtful. creative. and your photo inserts already have you in touch with some great photographers. you're already on your way. congrats, huh? :)
where is my passion? how do i find it? is there a systematic research process for its discovery? will it find me? does it reveal itself when the time is right? does it come as an encoded message, a metaphor in a crumpled gum wrapper in the alley?
when you least expect to find it. in hope. in owning hope, will your passions find you. when you find that hope, many of those fears blocking your way will clear and ease many burdens on you.
i'm really digging on the modelling hobby. it feels so wonderful to have my makeup all done up, to be transformed into someone else's vision. i get to be whoever they want me to be.
one of the spiritual traits of a submissive. though you're not Mine, as it were; I do recognize the peace and security women need. the assurance. the more I help others, the more I help myself.
and maybe i'll discover i like one of those people and that's who i'll become. regardless, it's exhausting and envigorating at the same time, which is an awesome feeling. being on this side of the fence has been nice for a change, but it's been renewing my passion for photography, which is a very good thing, but also a very expensive thing.
i got a digital slr, and those accessories you kind of need, like a drive to download the photos, and a bag to protect it, and a memory card, and a lens, and... *sigh* now i want a lighting kit so i can finally begin to understand that esoteric art that makes me love those people that really seem to get it.
I went through my 20s not knowing where I belonged. no sense of true identity, even in the underground well you've found your soul tribe, and again already on your way, yes? hell, that's something I've only truly accepted in the past few years. an affirmation, you're doing damn well. go strong.
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