It has to get worse..
Before it gets better. Right?

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It has to get worse..
Before it gets better. Right?
Superstition
Giving Shoes as a gift.
Yea sure, anyone would love to accept new sneaks, especially if it was free. As a gift, as a giveaway, whatever. But.. for some reason everytime i was given shoes, or gave shoes as a gift; I found that person that was receiving/giving the said footwear, would just disappear from my life. Its weird I know.
But I do remember someone telling me, “Always give a dollar or even a penny even if it is a gift.” Because giving shoes to someone is like telling them to walk out of your life...
That has always been stuck in my head. And crazy to say, its actually happened to me a few distinct times. Those people are now strangers
its just something to think about.
On-going random thought..
I will never be famous. Since forever, I thought I deserved to be great and famous for something im talented at. But of course is doesnt work like that. I finally got that through my egotistic skull. I finally let my ego a go go. Because it wasnt the fame I was after, it was the success. To be successful at something in a way, has more value. Because fame can be short-lived. Im striving for that success, not the short cut to a short-lived lifestyle.
Constant battle
within my heart and mind.
A tug of war of sorts
neither side winning
just dying
damn im a sucker...
for for people who “like” my art.
I am not afraid to,
and thats why im scared.
I hope I find Peace
one day.
Sucks to know that people gave up on you.
Im temporarily broken
I wont apologize,
you knew I was selfish. Somehow I think you are too, but you want to collect way more than you put in.
To all the people I’ve met so far,
It would seem really far fetched, but I personally cherish even the briefest moment with you. I don’t care who are, famous, average joe, going through tough times, you make a difference. Everyone I’ve met has made an impact, like even the smallest pebbles can make the biggest ripples. A brief moment can mean the biggest change at times. Im not famous, I’m not a “well known person”. Not at all. I’m just an average joe trying to make a difference in some way. And honestly, I wouldn’t be an ounce of who I am without meeting the people I know now. Even the people who steered me wrong, you only learn to never do the same as they did to you. I still believe maturity, is not only defined by age, but experience. I may not have made a difference in your life, whoever knows me, acquaintances, to best friends, but know that every person that comes into your life will cause some kind of ripple. If your’e reading this I can only hope that it makes you realize that you are the mirror that reflects who you are with what you do with the people around you. To all the people I know thus far, please stay true to yourself, as I will try to stay true to you. I believe the experiences we have with people will carry on to the next life, where ever we might be. Not the material things we have at the moment, but the personalities we come across while we are here on this planet. With that said, I hope this post will leave something that will resonate, even to the wearied wanderer.
Longing to find that classic love, The one where you just put on their fav song and just vibe with each other. No twisted nonsense Just harmonious.
How many times must I start over, just to start over?...
J.A.
Spiraling
out of control
at every moment
desperate to find a niche
to fall steadily,
to glide,
I still believe it is still all about the journey,
but this is a bumpy ride.
Searching in all the wrong places
Im just living life in stasis
Not really knowing anybody
just seeing faces
Maybe this is what fate is.
Opening up the last time was a big mistake, it never works out the way you thought it would. So dont ever assume on how the fuck Im feeling. You haven't been where i've been.
I have all the time in the world, but the one thing I dont have, is the time to be fake. I have no reason to be.
Aint nobody got time for that.