the tortured artist

the tortured artist holding on to pain in order to create afraid that if they get better then production will halt but maybe beauty doesn't…

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Being Myself When I Still Don’t Know Who I Am

As much as I’ve tried to change myself for the better, I think that deep down, I am still the same person I was as a child. There is still a core that exists, that may never go away no matter how hard I try.

Living Life Instead of Planning Life

Maybe I take it to the extreme, but I find a lot of beauty and excitement in leaving situations unplanned. When planning our days, weeks,…

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The Fun Game of Playing “Feminist Victim”

I don't know what guys out there need to hear this, but if you are hitting on a girl and she says no, you have…

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