Love Letter Confessions

I'm still getting used to sharing my writing out loud. Thanks to @crochetkingpin and the Brookland Busboys & Poets Open Mic crew for receiving my words and feeling my message. Read this and my other writing on my blog, Love Letter Confessions .

These soul ties are heavy And I have too much else Working to hold me down Gotta let it go Gotta get it out Before it succeeds in eating me alive Because we can’t just lie down and take it Not anymore Not this time I'm going to find a way To be free of you oneday Cos I'm learning more and more What you feel like now Now that I know that you wear So many different faces When you try to attack me Th...

Tho this was recorded some time ago I'm deciding to post it just in time Because better now Than never For lateness is only shame Defined as such by someone else's Privilege to not give a fuck about us For we are evolving And the time is now That's not to say That we're ready to slay like Beyonce But also ... Hear me out...maybe we are Ready to do it our way... Like for example We coulda edited th...

This was harder to record than it was to listen back on...And despite what anybody may think of anything that happened...It needed to do so...and we need to offload it here...and on our blog... because of course we got some commentary and reflections afterwards n shit. 2SumItAllUp: Life is hard right now. Judge me or don't...I'm learning not to care...because how many of you would actually be ther...

I don't think I've ever been able to look at most things innocently...even though people typically think I do...

Shower confessions...or just me singing in the shower...tomato tomauto...and then of course...there's trauma and generational curses...or the fear of them at least...And yeah...the audio isn't all that great...unless I'm singing out loud...But we do what we do until we can do it better...One day...we will get to treat ourselves to some higher-quality equipment...and learn to clean up our audio...B...

Is it so wrong to just wanna do this for the rest of my life...?

Jams and open mics are fun...but I also love these moments, where I am...initially anyway...just singing for one...until I go and share these moments with the likes of you...because why not...some of you may think it's cool...may even resonate with it...may even wanna collab and start doing gigs...and if that is you...I hope you send me a message...so we can make it happen...because I just wanna s...

Kind of bummed I didn't record all that I said before or after this...was very personal, tho, and named names...and that's not why we're making this shit public...besides yelling it or writing it down...But I am proud of this...all of it...and am looking forward to finally beginning to share some of the revelations from my trip here in Mazatlan...It is a lot...but it is needed...and about damn tim...

Visit my blog at www.loveletterconfessions.com to get the story on this recording...and get at me if you ever wanna perform gigs or jam together...it's time...seriously is time...and I'm done waitin for all the stars to align...for me to fulfill my destiny.

Just a little something I had to get out...think of it what you will...I said what I said.

This current journey of event planning and attempting to dive back into being a community builder...has had me honestly in a lot of muh feelins...about some things I'm still healin from...But I think I am doing a better job...at processing it all in ways...that don't weigh me down as much as they lift me up...and don't leave me angry at the end of a TrainingDay...as much as it leaves me inspired.....

ASMR comes to you by Late July's sweet potato tortilla chips making my tummy happy in the wee hours of the night...as I wait for insomnia to release me so I can eventually go to sleep...right before the sun comes up...because that when our best revelations come to us...when the world is silent enough for us to hear ourselves think...

I've gone back and forth about sharing stuff like this...But I am getting tired of wearing the burden of holding all the shit in...and I'm trying to be free and learn how to release it...So if it's too much...don't listen...But I need to be free...The shit is all too heavy...And I deserve to let go of the things that I never caused and never wanted.

Maybe I'm right...maybe I'm wrong...I'm just grateful that I am finally at a place where I can hear myself think about it...

True story just now cause why not...Happy birthday to me.. to her...to us...to yall...just please stop trying to kill us...cause we gotta have our boundaries...somewhere above us being demoted to no more superior than 💩