I mean I am too complicated, too simple, too annoying, too loud, too quiet. Whatever. The point is I don’t really know what the point is, I am simply all those things at different times. I like hearing people laugh out loud. I think it’s a big deal, because we are all going through something.
Sometimes I take pictures, sometimes I read, sometimes I write, sometimes I am rapping or singing. I am abstract and political and spiritual and emotional and I can make you laugh and cry in a matter of two sentences. Just don’t put me in a box. I am clausterphobic. Small spaces, like small expectations make me uncomfortable. How can people who believe in such a big God limit themselves?
I like shorts and maxi dresses. And I like showing my shoulder’s sometimes. I am sorry. I want to please God. I promise. I am a 24 year old helpless romantic with words for days. And I think that’s ok. In order to avoid run-on sentences (which were a problem for me in grade school) I use small sentences. Or incomplete sentences. You will find me breaking grammatical rules because at the end of the day I am a creative writer and I don’t think following rules in writing is that creative. But, you will NOT here me use the term ‘conversate’.
That is all.