^ don’t bother, future me is terrifying. accept me as I am

When people look at your art – they arrive at their own conclusion as to what it means and how it relates to them. There’s actually no such thing as bad art. I might not want to purchase a piece of art, I might not appreciate the style, I might not like it – but that doesn’t make it a bad piece of art.

The thing about explaining your art is – your explanation of your art and the meaning it has to other people is entirely irrelevant. Honestly – when you make a piece of art – it has fuck all to do with you or whoever is looking at it. Art transcends time

And yes, your phone photos and selfies are art. And have nothing to do with you.

Stop being scared for people to look into your eyes, stop being afraid to share energy with people. If you know yourself you will always find yourself again – if you really, really want to. But when you share energy with others – you grow. Don’t be afraid to evolve.

I look pretty cute in a lot of these photos but I am just as capable of looking absolutely fucking awful and that hot to not-hot spectrum doesn’t bother me.

I got called a catfish once. I just wear the clothes I like pretty well. And I know what “expensive” looks like. And also … my mother said this to me once – it’s really about what you spend your money on. A lot of people spend their cash on going out and having a good time. I spend my cash on stuff. And if I do go out – I will go somewhere beautiful/fancy/super fun and I will take a lot of photos of it because it’s a big fucking deal for me to leave the house. Don’t get upset about people who curate the good moments of their life. If I had curated the “bad” moments of mine, accompanied by some vague caption – your thinking and obsessing about it – for whatever reason, might’ve manifested an opportunity for you to find out what I was experiencing first hand. Seriously. Don’t revel in or seek out other people’s bad times. I mean, unless your intentions are legitimately to help out. And you have to be careful when you “help out” because you’re often taking on other people’s karma in addition to your own.

Some of us are born to do that. I know Abraham Hicks might disagree but am I allowed to disagree with Abraham Hicks sometimes!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!?!?!?!!!

Oh – my hair looked this good because I was smoking weed all day. I washed it once or twice a week – if it was a good week.