as long as we’re honest we’re both good to go
👁🐞👁 together there’s nothing to worry about
hi I hope you’re doing well. I’m writing you to say hi and I’m grateful for you. this is for anyone that needs it right now. anxiety is a real thing. panic disorder ocd depression or anything someone is struggling from.. it’s real and should be dealt with with care and heart. if I’m being completely honest it has been really hard for me to leave the house or interact with anyone this week. it’s hard to swallow because of the nervous imaginary lump in my throat I feel sick cause of the jitters filling my entire body. and then there’s the thoughts in my brain controlling my every move. I’ve missed out on seeing people I love. I feel like the mom in shameless that can’t leave her house. Me? Really? No. Can’t be. why? why me? why any of us? I sat down at the piano and played for the first time in a little bit. i felt comfort. i felt a tiny glimpse of myself. I love you I am here for you this is just Incase anyone else is struggling as well. You are not alone.
i got love skrrrt your money 💵
your heart is sweet
i grew up with very little money. my parents put all of their focus on our well being; learning the joy of music, feeding us organic food, and living a life full of LOVE. as a kid it’s hard to see all of that. I cried every other day because i saw the stark contrast in what I had and what the kids around me had. We didn’t have the fancy cars, the nice houses or expensive possessions. when my mom could feel my sadness as I discovered we were “different” from the other families, she’d remind me, we are rich with love. i cry now thinking of the abundance of love my family gave me every single day and how lucky that makes me. I didn't fully grasp the incredible importance of those words until recently. Love has become my main focus in life and i now know how priceless it truly is. A couple of months ago I was on my way home from the gym and decided to drive past my childhood home where I grew up. i started singing i got love fuck your money out loud.. and it all came to me. i began to form the verses, chorus and instrumental melodies in the car. i got home, showered and couldn’t stop singing it.. i jumped out in the middle of my shower to make a voice note still covered in soap. when i finished my shower i drove straight to the studio to produce and finish the song I had mapped out. when your music and lyrics are coming from a deeply rooted genuine place they pour out of you like a faucet you can’t stop. this is f*ck your money.
wings hold your power and now you are free