Allow me to give you some advice from the heart: don’t give up art, and even give yourself over to it even more than so far … Living in solitude and embittering your soul with recollections, you can make your life very gloomy. There is a single refuge, a single medicine: art & creative work."
Why does nothing matter anymore?
In our lives, we constantly look for the balance between lightness and weight. Lightness of being lets us be free and fly and feel completely apart and not at fault for occurrences in life. What is important is what we decide to put the weight on. What is my passion? How do I decide what matters in my life? In the end, I just have myself, so I have to make myself content before anybody or anything else. And I can’t continue on with things that hurt my soul more than help it. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about what matters lately. And it’s hard for me to accept when it’s time to let the other stuff go, which is why I was so frustrated last night. So for now, I’m just trying to be light in most everything until I know I’m being drawn to what matters to me.
I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has."
But on the bright side
I tried to dye my hair hot pink but I didn’t bleach it so now it’s dark purple and the section that is dyed probs looks cute when the sun shines on my hair. So yep yay. Okay I need to sleep 😔
Nothing even matters anymore.
i’ve been ready to jingle my bells since december 26th, 2012