Category: ur face

We’re happy and we’re singin and we’re colored

Brother Fresco hit me with the knowledge again. I’m not stupid. But his opinion super matters. His view helps me see things a little more clearly. Like I said in not stupid. But I destroy myself. So sometimes I need a little help. And this morning? WOW. I appreciate having him as a friend. Confidant. He has my best interests at heart. And sharing perspectives, I’ve learned more about him. Makes me appreciate our brotherhood much more. Proud to call him family. FAMILY!

*thank you beast. You introduced me to a lifelong friend.

LoveMyPain

Pain. Every artist seems to draw the most inspiration from pain. You told me I should try love. Draw from love because it’s much more powerful. I think I get my best (or at least most favorite) material from pain. Then I thought about it more. Love is my pain. They are 1 in the same. Maybe that’s why I FEEL it. Even in the madness & sadness. I FEEL my words. I’m giving YOU a PIECE of ME. I wrote something sad. But it may be my most favorite piece. Because even if it breaks my heart. When I read it. I FEEL it. I’m proud of it.

“I GOT MY HEART RIGHT HERE, I GOT MY SCARS RIGHT HERE”

Tell me you love me

Wish you woulda held my hand.
Wish I kissed him goodbye. Told him I loved him.
My mother offered her support. Nothing more or less. What I needed.
Tiffany was happy for me. Said I was exhibiting ‘good’ emotions for a change.
Meka just listened.
People care. I care. You care. He cares.
I will cherish today (yesterday).
Good memories. Familiar feelings. Familiar situations (our typical friday remember?)
Looking for the good. Appreciating it. Keeping it close.
Thank you.

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