this grandiosity is always juxtaposed w/ melancholy

my headache ain't going away
playing music does distract me somewhat
give up on the idea of comfort
this is what i do when i'm uncomfortable
you are never powerless
God gives me the power to do way more than i think i can do
nobody has to agree w/ the way i look at things
self-confidence is a beautiful thing, i wish you could know what that's like
you wouldn't start shit if you had actual confidence
could i save the mfing world
am i just grandiose or what
depression used to be referred to as melancholia
i fully understand my despondence
i don't run away from this stuff cos i know it will still be there when i get back
can't you tell by the sound of these chords
yes tupac is on my wall
tupac, fiona apple n elliott smith
that photo shoot of my tits was taken reluctantly
still got good boobies
i have to live w/ the reality that no baby will suck on these
i think about this every time i menstruate
when i turned 30 i was so relieved that i wasn't as fertile
i just can't commit to a man
any Orthodox dude understands
it's hard for me to accept this about myself some days
i didn't smash my biological clock all cos i made unconventional decisions
i hate the word independent becus of beyonce
i made a poster a few months ago that says get off my staircase
unabashedly dying alone, sari weirdos