i’m going to rant for a second.

It sucks when you’re a visual artist born into a family of musicians. 

It sucks when you can play multiple musical instruments, but prefer to be immersed in visual arts & design. Instead, you have a sibling that takes the path the family prefers, delving into the realm of music, and therefore your family’s interest becomes more tightly focused on them.

yes, you could call this jealousy- that is probably most true.

But, consider how it feels to be forgotten about by your own family when you have equal talent…

i’m sorry, but…

I think it’s realllllllyyyyy fucking creepy when i’m scrolling through my Tumblr feed, and I see my face as someone else’s portrait photo… and i’m like, “Oh hey, that’s my face… but umm…. I never posted that….”

.why.is.this.happening.

it’s written in the stars;

In June 2011, whilst I was on vacation in France, I read my horoscope [in French]. It read that on July 1st, 2011, I would meet someone that would impact me for the rest of my life.

This seems like it was only weeks ago, but I did end up meeting this person- and it has certainly been a wild ride between the two of us… 

I’ve studied our astrological synastry—wondering how it could be that a single horoscope could predict that I would meet someone (to the exact date, mind you) who truly has had a significant impact on my life. Even explanations in synastry readings have declared that “this is not a causal relationship; you will know each other for the rest of your lives.”

To those who view astrology as horse shit, trust me, I know where you are coming from. But the possibility of its reality and the seeming coincidences that add up far too complexly must mean something. It is strange to me. I am utterly confused as to how and why this has come to be or why the stars seem to predict that I will never rid myself of this human being. 

There is much to learn, and so little time.