So while my painting is drying. “Do I feel like I can’t part with my art; you know, one out of many artist syndrome,” no it’s off to go. : )
Stranger; “What would you do/say if you were residing in a country or place where your human rights specifically the freedom of speech and expression, sexual identity and orientation are illegal or worse put to death.” Me; “I would get the fuck out. If everyone leaves then there’s no more people to run a country […]
I smell nice, it’s true. I think people should start to include in their bio what their natural body scent smells like; I smell like a mix of vanilla ice cream and honey. And what do you smell like.
I’VE GOT NOTHING TO HIDE MOTHERFUCKERS. NO SECRETS SUCKERS. YOU’RE ALL GHETTO MOTHERFUCKERS. GHETTO.
[…] hahaha.
Painting soon.
So I am going to be busy polishing my manuscript as well as, creating unpublished work—for, exclusivity.
I command you not to kill yourself; “Don’t.” Because I say so so not today. Not tomorrow. And not ever.
When minding your own business and a guy walks past and bursts a sudden laugh so to make his girl friend feel better about herself; “What a hero.”
I’ve already edited and printed out a first draft copy of my whole writing for New Year’s resolution, before 2020.
