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Hope my followers are good. I should really use this blog a lot more, have a lot of love for Tumblr. You guys are hella cool

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Hey, everyone should go a listen to this song that I put out this week.. and stream it and share it and recommend it and put it fucking everywhere ahhhh

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Seriously how the fuck did I write this? I actually love this lol

If you let your emotions flow as elegantly and authentically into your art as you can, your art will automatically be something of substance and will have something to say because you’ve left pieces of yourself in every nook and cranny of it, and people will see that. They’ll realise what you’re trying to do when you peel back yourself to this incredibly vulnerable but entirely original and sublime version of you, in the piece that you have created.

Whether you’re writing a poem, reading a novel, documenting a family holiday, vlogging, or perhaps it’s something as casual as the way you like to pat the cover of the book you’re reading twice once you’ve finished reading it; It’s these little pieces of you that are so imperative to the way you percieve, create, relate and interact with both art and the world itself and when people unite their mannerisms, true selves and creativity with their views of the world, something profoundly beautiful is created, whether the minority or the majority of people can see that, somebody is bound to and perhaps you’re not that aware of it but down the line one of those people will take that piece with them into theirs and we inevitably inspire and build upon one another’s bogus views of the way the font looks on the restaurant menu, or how your little sister tells you that she likes the way the inside of her coat’s sleeve feels as it lies against her forearm, because this is all new to her, she’s only four, and you’ve seen what the world can do, but become bored with it, you find it mundane but when something like that pops up, you crack a smile and remember the joy you found in the everyday when you were her age.

Glimpses of time passing Sunlight rippling against the waves of the vast ocean I’ve seen things similar to it before But God, how I love to see it again

You’ve got some of your hair in your face And you didn’t even finish your meal You’re leaving tiny hand prints on every window you’re passing And your shoelace is still untied

Wake me up in the morning So I don’t sleep in I can’t believe we’re still up this late And you’re still laughing at how he pronounced the last of word of that speech Really? I didn’t think so

Just forget it Because everyone does Laminate these memories with delicacy and store them in your beloved grey matter but in a sacred place, that’s only there for you

I know you’re only four But it’s one of the best things you can do

There’s snow on the windshield of the car My battery is at 3% And you’ve spilled coffee on the ground but we’ll clean it up later We’re making it up as we go along And we’re making it

Together.

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I can't remember when I wrote this but damn I should take my own advice again, I haven't had these thoughts in a while

Be yourself, wholly and utterly.

This is a thought that enters my mind as frequently as it escapes it, there is nobody like you, and there never will be. You will meet people with similar interests of course, but they will never be a replica of who you are, completely. If I remember correctly, it was The Buddha that said “Comparison is the thief of joy” this quote has been ringing in my mind lately, and it’s something that I wish I had of heard early in my teen years, as well as one that says; “Desire is the root of all suffering” and I’ve heard these morals before, of course. However.. The simple repetitive line of “Be yourself” is not enough, to tap into the relevatory potential it beholds, the sentence is too simple and it doesn’t leave enough of an impact. Perhaps that’s a product of hearing it so much throughout life that it’s inevitably lost all meaning, but yet here I am, repeating it and writing some small essay about it’s profundity only at an older age. We completely lose track of ourselves, once we begin to compare ourselves to people we admire or begin to envy those who we admire because maybe they’re in a relationship, maybe they’ve got a lot of charisma and friends, maybe they have attention and we subconsciously insert the mere possibility of what if, we had those things, what if we could be like that person, what if we had all of those things, without considering that happiness and fulfillment are found in different entities and value is added to your life, purely depending on the type of person that you are. You may be broke, and a friend of yours may have a lot of money, but if you all that money that you wish you had like them, you would possibly begin to feel guilt for people less than you, because you know how it feels to be at a low like that, so the addition of this supposed fulfillment into your life, has only brought increased isolation and a purely fabricated fulfillment rather than the sheer joy and happiness that it so apparently promised. This is the danger of envy, and the danger of losing track of yourself. You are worth everything, and anything, regardless of circumstance, and I urge everyone and anyone that reads this - If anyone does - to perpetually gain a deep and close understanding of the person that you are, and to cut off comparing yourself to anyone, and don’t even take things like that into account when you’re trying to improve your life, seek out what wholly fulfills you as an individual, dig up your roots and understand what makes you tick. Not what will give other people the impression that you’re doing well, or that you’ve improved your life. Through sincerity and sheer authenticity and fulfillment you will utterly shine, as a person and that is what will make people notice. In short, be yourself, and nobody else.

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I am in love with Lil Nas X's new album MONTERO. I just can't express how much it means to have an artist like him in mainstream pop culture today, and on such a fucking insane pedestal of fame as well that everyone knows about him and what he's doing.

While some have given the album flack for being held up by media controversy or pastiche pop music, I disagree entirely. I think Nas is really laying himself, his insecurities and vulnerabilities quite openly on the table here, and utilizing them to the best of his abilities. He expresses himself so wonderfully authentically that I almost just want to cry, because I wish I could have that level of self belief and security and pride in who I am, unapologetically yourself for every reason that being you stands for, it's been so beautiful to watch him blossom into a fully unique version of who he really is, and that's what I love most about his music and him, it's just so beautiful.

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I should post on here more. All I've been doing the last couple days is watching Louis Theroux documentaries.

Also, I'm turning 23 tomorrow

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Kes (1969) dir. Ken Loach 

“If somebody comes up to me and says “Is it tame?” Is it heck tame! Hawks can’t be tamed. They’re manned. It’s wild and fierce and it’s not bothered about anybody. Not bothered about me, right, That’s what makes it great.”

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LIL NAS X MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name)

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I love him so much

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The greatest film of all time

Loving people doesn’t save them. Love has no say, unfortunately.

Mommy (2014) dir. Xavier Dolan

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Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron

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This SERVE

“Hey, who thought of the name Titanic? Was it you, Bruce?” “Yes, actually.”

Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron

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“I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you, to make each day count.” Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron

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Make it count. Meet me at the clock.

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Kate Winslet as Rose DeWitt Bukater in Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron

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Fifteen-hundred people went into the sea, when Titanic sank from under us. There were twenty boats floating nearby… and only one came back. One. Six were saved from the water, myself included. Six… out of fifteen-hundred. Afterward, the seven-hundred people in the boats had nothing to do but wait… Wait to die, wait to live. Wait for an absolution that would never come.

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bye 2020, it’s been weird.