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Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

4AM THOUGHTS

feeling very inspired right now. I woke up at 3am randomly but i remembered that i hadn’t listened to Meek Mill’s new album yet so i got out of bed (while trying not to wake my daughter) and went to the bathroom to listen. and i listened to every word all the way thru and it left me inspired writing this at 4am. I also read this article about things i should avoid as an aspiring artist and i realized i do 3 out of the 5 things. Holding my work hostage, Not Being social enough, and finishing my Art halfway and then abandoning it. I gotta work on these things.

The whole “being social” thing was never my thing but lately i have been making attempts to do so, sometimes i’m left disappointed and others i am left surprised! It’s cool when you meet another creative who can relate to most of the things you go thru. As Far as finishing my Art goes.. i tend to not finish my art when someone doesn’t feel the same way about it as i do. I tell myself “ok well this isn’t worth anymore of my time, thank you.. next” (lol i like that song) And then i start on something new and repeat the same thing. Fun fact tho… i remember playing “Don’t” for like 5 people before it came out and nobody liked it how i liked it. So i deleted it from soundcloud. lol Shit as a matter of fact i remember when i played my first album Trapsoul to Fader and a couple of other Blogs or whatever and it was straight crickets in the room. 🦗🦗🦗i was like wow this shit is trash lol

Anyway, i know this is getting kinda lengthy but i say all of that to say this… believe in your “trash”.

Ok 4am Thoughts end now, gotta take Harley to school in a few hours. 💤💤💤

— an anonymous woman on coming to terms with being a lesbian in the 1950’s-60’s, from an interview with Deborah Goleman Wolf

Through sunny days and shadowy nights. Through the mornings filled with mourning and those evenings lit up by moonbeams. Through the ups and downs, through all sights and sounds. I want you there. I want to take this journey with you.

J.c.A

Honey brown eyes

I will spend a million lifetimes longing for you

For as long as I don’t have you, I will look for you in everything in this universe

Your mere existence inspires me, my mystical muse

I wronged you deeply, the stain of such mistake will always live beneath my skin

I lived eons despising myself for it, but what good could it be dreading the very being I wish you loved

How am I to be worthy of you while lacking love for self ?

I wronged you in a way I never want to wrong you nor anyone ever

“Come alive in my eyes of lost infinities.”

—

“you’ve relied on time to heal your wounds, but time alone isn’t enough. i hope you learn to hold yourself accountable by practicing what is right for you even if it feels uncomfortable or unfamiliar. i hope you adopt a habit of consistency when it comes to how you treat yourself.”

— iambrillyant

Irreplaceable

I miss you like the plants miss to be showered by the sun’s rays during the night

I miss you like the desert misses the rain during the dry season

I miss you like a child misses their mother in their absence

Occasionally, in the midst of the night I’m able to hear your cries or the sounds of your whimpering when you’d been hurt

I recall the misery in your eyes the day you returned home with blood dripping from your head the voices of agony haunt me when the moon replaces the sun at night

The image of the twinkle in your baby like moonlight eyes will eternally remain in my mind, body and soul

You’ve enchanted my shattered black heart with your stardust and even when it turns to nothing but ashes, it’ll forever remain besotted by you

You are irreplaceable

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