There is a season for all things.
This one is over.
unsuburban has fallen.
A new era begins @
analogue_soul.
Please befriend me and junk; i'll do the same in turn.
It's been fun, but the chrysalis must break sometime.
I am literally morphing into something new - mind, body, and soul-wise.
This is my last post as the unsuburbanite. Though my name still remains true:
I'm against the falsehoods and visages that the word 'suburban' embodies to me, with its fake nuclear families and perfection-striving ways. Instead of faking happiness, why not trying to be genuinely happy?
I hope i find that happiness, so i don't have to ever wear a mask again.
So yeah. now my heart doesn't run on batteries. Batteries die.
My heart is manual now. Wind-up. Analog.
Please join me:
analogue_soulI love you guys. Thanks for bearing with me for so long.
I hope to see you on the flip side.