A philosophy of sorts

Sometimes you wake up and you look at yourself and you’re like, “Damn. I’m fly.” And it’s not just like you have a cute outfit on or your makeup is on point, it’s that you feel good about your insides and your actions and you may not know exactly what is going on at all…

I wonder…

Imagine if all of us were totally honest for one day. The purge only for our inner thoughts. I wonder if such an idea would thrill people or terrify them. I think it would be mostly a relief for me. Don’t get me wrong, I’d also be terrified but I’d be curious to see what…

I am a robot. Watch as I deceive you. 

I think I have a lot of anger in me. I think I have a lot of sadness inside that is on the brink of releasing itself into the real world any second. I hold both in like a balloon holds in helium or air. As we all know, when a balloon has too much…