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on February 19, 2010

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a lot has changed since the last time i truly considered this place to be a safe space. namely, I've changed. as a woman, as a lover, as an artist. somewhere along the way i became too scared to share. maybe because oversharing became so normal, so gratuitous. literally everyone started oversharing and it just didn't feel the same to me. it was no longer my private joy, my emotional outlet; it started to feel empty, homogenous. literally everyone was oversharing and somehow my misplaced ownership of something that should be celebrated convinced me to push my seat back from the table & withdraw my voice from the conversation. ego is an undying paramour . it's hard to be back here. i've thought about coming back so many times before...my draft folder reads like a car crash in slow motion, just cringy. so much has happened & i am not even sure how to begin but the first step to getting started is always the hardest to take. consider this my way of pulling my...

end of our era .

i've always been this way . mysteriously transparent . knowingly self-centered . confused . yet willing , somehow . willing to open myself to all of you without caring about your rejection . your questions . your disapproval . i've always been this way . evolved ? sure . still me ? definitely . a lot has changed , yeah . i am deeply rooted in my purpose now . i am directly responsible for the well being of another human life . every single choice i make has to have my best interests in mind because they are tied to the interests of another . i no longer have time for fear or indecision . immobility . amateur-ity (i made that up , but it rolls off the tongue like it's always been a word so shrug) . . . allow me to reintroduce myself to you . let me direct you to the first page of this blog . read it in full & take me out of it . insert yourself into my perspective . connect . fucking feel something , then re-read this post . i have always been this way . the person pu...

BTS: Saint Luke x WYWH Maxi

WYWH. as in Wish You Were Here...an idea that poured out of me at the start of the global lockdown when i was craving closeness the most yet somehow running away from it at the same time. i'm notoriously great at romantic self-sabotage, and was feeling compelled to write about it but had no sonic landscape. I hadn't recorded in so long, and standing alone as a solo artist after being in a group for almost 20 years was scary for me. i didn't even know what i was hearing in my spirit, or what i wanted to sound like; i was spending my days riding around alone listening to Wu-Tang. complete isolation, dreaming while awake of being held, adored...left with nothing but time to explore my mind & heart...trying to figure out how to finally follow the latter. a beautiful mess. thank you Luke (a saint forreal) for swooping in at the perfect time and turning my rough ideas into fecund aural dreamscapes. can't wait to actually create with you in person. in other news, remind ...

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