Michael - 23 - New York
I pretend I'm a writer when I'm not pretending I'm a rockstar. Both of these things may or may not take place in front of the bathroom mirror.
You probably have no idea what my posts are about, and that's the way I like it. True art fails to yield to analysis.
Self-indulgent biography, attempt at humor, pseudo-intellectual Nietzsche quote, etc. etc. etc.
I pretend I'm a writer when I'm not pretending I'm a rockstar. Both of these things may or may not take place in front of the bathroom mirror.
You probably have no idea what my posts are about, and that's the way I like it. True art fails to yield to analysis.
Self-indulgent biography, attempt at humor, pseudo-intellectual Nietzsche quote, etc. etc. etc.
Constellation Dancer
Come with me. I see the way you’re allowing intrusion, matched but not quite complete. This red room is no place for cliché storybook villains. Life is more than that, and you’re of more value. You’re a newborn breaking through organic barriers… how could you have known there was another world out here? I can’t blame you. I’ll name every one of those stars after you, and no registry can tell us differently. Detach yourself from the instability, the boundaries, the unbecoming. When you’re ready, there’s an oxygen mask with your name on it.
Meet me in orbit.
