2 Years

That’s how long it’s been since it all went down. The break-up…

the drinking….

the porn addiction….

suicude attempt….

I haven’t written poetry, taken a photo, or worked on my screenwriting/acting since all that happened.

I almost gave you complete control over a life you had no intention of ever caring for.

Every relationship after you had been met with this new insecurity and self doubt. Or myself believing I’d never be able to keep someone happy. And those doubts played out true.

I don’t even recognize the man that I was this whole time.

I had forgotten this blog even existed, but now that I’m back from my Luke Skywalker type of self imposed exile, I’m ready to be a true creative again.

But I’m a little older than I used to be, little wiser, little more focused and less wide eyed about the world.

Let’s see how this goes.

allsadnshit:

kevingetem:

I’m no longer on bad terms w/ anyone. I’m declaring it. Dislike me by yourself. I wish you the best.

this woke me up