journal
so here i am. writing in my live-journal in the early hours of the morn.
life is in a state of limbo. it seems like there's this inner flame trying to ignite again about being an artist and
just leaving everything behind and starting my own universe. im moving to new york next year come hell or high water. the scary thing is that once I do that I am going to be the same me. but what i really. really. really want is to be a new person. me .....but just what im supposed to be doing. this job is really bleeding me dry creatively.
its manageable. i hate manageable. i do. its .....i want things to be either hard and i can't bear it anymore or easy to a point where a i can say im still working hard to get what i want.
i feel like this world sucks right now
i feel like a lot of friends i know blame themselves. sometimes they might be right. it is them. they caused a lot of their troubles. but sometimes its just this goddamn world getting in the way of everyone's happiness.
where is my woman?
where is this goddess?
...
life is in a state of limbo. it seems like there's this inner flame trying to ignite again about being an artist and
just leaving everything behind and starting my own universe. im moving to new york next year come hell or high water. the scary thing is that once I do that I am going to be the same me. but what i really. really. really want is to be a new person. me .....but just what im supposed to be doing. this job is really bleeding me dry creatively.
its manageable. i hate manageable. i do. its .....i want things to be either hard and i can't bear it anymore or easy to a point where a i can say im still working hard to get what i want.
i feel like this world sucks right now
i feel like a lot of friends i know blame themselves. sometimes they might be right. it is them. they caused a lot of their troubles. but sometimes its just this goddamn world getting in the way of everyone's happiness.
where is my woman?
where is this goddess?
...