[i can't make this up] What inspires me to write is just memories from the past. Everything comes from things I’ve been through. Sometimes it can be just me seeing things other people have been through that I could relate to. It’s not always just about my memory. So I create an image in my head. Someone recently said to me “You smile so often in your snaps, are there ever any bad days?” Like you and everyone else who’s reading, I’m human. My bad days, however, are really bad. I experience a lot of frustration. Sometimes when I’m writing these journals I don’t want to remember my past.. The streets, the rejection, the shame. Then I don’t want to be selfish and not tap into the realness of my life. To ease my way out of frustration is by writing it out and creating art. It’s really hard to describe how I feel when I take a photo or when I’m out on the road. It’s just a temporary get away from the problems, and you know.. that’s good enough for me. And then when I really think about it I guess I’m doing ok for someone that was labeled “special ed” and below reading level? Although my writing isn’t perfect, I can admit now that it’s gradually gotten better. Kinda. For those of you guys who spend the time to read these long captions that I write it truly does mean a lot. I’ve always had the problem of over thinking and putting myself out there to the world. But I had to really look at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I don’t ever want to be scared to tell my story. So I hope that by reading this that you feel comfortable enough to even share yours. Either with me in the comments below or even in a DM. I’ll be your pen pal, your homie from the cyberwebz. Since you made it this far if you're feeling this let me know by commenting #fammmm.
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