posted by rox22w
I don’t know. I just turn into an 8-year-old. Bed times are for losers! I want a giant stuffed animal Scooby-Doo! I’m only going to eat Mac’n’cheese and chicken nuggets for the rest of my life!
Among my cleaning and packing and rearranging, I found a little treasure of mine.
It’s a ring I had custom made almost a year ago.
“Maybe that’s why I’m doing a self portrait. If I can figure out who I am maybe I can figure out what I’m supposed to be doing with my life.”
She’s much more proficient at music than me but there was no way that she could be more artistic than me. If she could paint then I could paint better.
No this was not happening.
I could feel the craziness starting to grow on my face.
So off I went on my merry way, working my recording gear away until I arrived at a very different sound than Zedd’s original.
Everyone could always spot how much potential I had but I think I was always holding myself back.
“My mom and I had “the talk” today. You know, the talk where she asks you what you’re doing with your life. I can tell you it didn’t go very well.”
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