Strange, I've just come back to my old blog that was updated last exactly a year ago. Something must've brought me here, and I think it's because I miss writing.
I don't want to continue with my original blog though, I'm looking to start something fresh and challenging and honest. My writing will be a response to how I feel about the world, being an artist, a woman, and wanting more from this life. Most likely, my writing will be erratic, unpredictable, rude but painfully truthful because I am tired of pretending to be a nice girl and trying to fit in with how nice people want to live. By the way, fuck the word nice, it sucks.
Whereas before I planned my posts and discussed ideas for future posts, this will be the complete opposite to that. As far away from that as I can run. I've learnt to just chill the F out a bit and stop thinking so far into the unknown and to concentrate on the present and what is affecting me now, rather than what I feel people might like to scroll through in two weeks time. This is a place for me to make sense of my scrambled words, creative output, random ideas and to document this time in my life, so if no one else reads this, that is absolutely fine. I enjoy my own company anyways.
