Blogging since high school and I'll never stop. Something, somewhere needs to be the outlet of my expression. I hope you can see where I'm coming from.
"Like a tiny floret which sparks in a blink. A firework of roses and the night floods in. While opinions matter and fall behind, when the room is empty and had its fill. When all the world is deaf and blind, she loves the dance and dances still."
NOTE: The images are not always mine, but the ideas most certainly are.
What do y'all think about IE going slomo? I think his brilliant quality of movement hasn't changed, but I must say I like him more as a grimy, manly choreographer and performer. Check it out.
“Look at you. You’re young. And you’re scared. Why are you so scared? Stop being paralyzed. Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it loud as fuck and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget that you have school the next day. Stop waiting for Friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. This life is yours. When are you going to realize that you can do whatever you want?”