What I crave is safety and freedom to express myself, my emotions, and my stray thoughts, shaky and firm.
I want to live and exist in only my purest form. I don't mean that I'm some sort of electro-shocked evangelist on TV.
I mean that I want to be fully aware of my awareness
of my truth.
Simply: I want Truth.
A MINI TRIP AND THE BATHROOMS ALONG THE WAY
Frazzled as hell. Sucked dry of emotion.
I was so worn out that my dreams were just an enormous black hole
ridding my subconscious of unnecessary anger and hurt.
David Lynch-ian stills from my 6 year old niece's room.
Thoughts from the past couple months:
I WANT TO KNOW SOMEONE WELL BEFORE I SURRENDER. in the past i could float around intimately with others, but now i'm more concerned with how my actions affect their wellbeing.
art of the mundane