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as an artist I have never felt more betrayal than seeing my own improvement and looking at the art of people who got me to this point. Because it’s only then I realise that I’ve succeeded them after all this time … and it’s weird to see my standards change so much between then and now
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it was weird to hear my name repeated to me without them even being prompted to remember who I am. Maybe I am a nothing girl who is worth just a little something
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no matter how bad things may be I’ll always know I’ll be somebody’s best friend
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The moobs.. they’re torturing me because they won’t let me grasp his moobs
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I think everyone yearns for religion a bit but the most of them just don’t want to commit to it.
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my obsessions don’t really die down but rather I just find something else to occupy my mind
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Goodbye my lengths! I’ve been growing you for 4 years and I have done a good job so I will have to let you go. I feel refreshed and light as a feather! I feel like a clean slate 🩷
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My mama has taught me to be careful with my words and I haven’t listened to her.
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I really hate that my idea of beauty is still so deeply intertwined with race, but I think like most things in life, it’s my environment. I hate it when I express my hatred for white people it makes me feel really guilty because it’s unfair to push that hatred onto an entire group of people, especially when the people who make me internalise my hatred for myself aren’t representative of their entire group. It’s unfair but sometimes I wish I was more basic. Sometimes I wish I was light haired and light skinned with bright eyes and a dull personality and the freedom to do whatever I like and take what I want without judgement. Because I’ll be honest that’s how I see those white girls who I have to share my space with, they’re so free and careless and comfortable and I look down on their hedonism because how dare they. I guess maybe I’m not all too bad then. I’m not sure really. The feeling comes and goes and this environment I’m in intensifies it.
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People will only obsess over you if they want something from you. Maybe they want your clothes or your style or your beauty or your confidence and maybe even they want to take you as theirs. And that’s why I think nobody is obsessed with me
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The Sneaker Pimps titled their debut album “Becoming X” because X could be substituted with anything. I like that because I think it reflects the vagueness of the whole album. The sound is vague and the lyrics are indistinct too and it’s done so well that it doesn’t feel half baked. I think it’s because the emotion is real. There are hints about what the theme of each song is, but I’ve found that I can inject my own experience into every lyric because they’re so universal. For me, Becoming X is Becoming Compassionate. Becoming Human
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