Eryn. Khristine

'Be Vocal', They Tell You..

...Where the hell have I been? I know its been a miniute since ive had the words together. Ive honestly just figured If i shut the fuck, I would wither away into nothingness-- settle somewhere under a rock, hiding behind classism and trying to figure out if skipping 3 meals in a row is considered Intermitted Fasting. Long story drawn over and over again, I have been into and through the thick of life's transitons and these days-- inspiration feels a lot like a slap to the face. And Yo, Im so pissed! I am inspired. My inspiration knows limited bounds though, I want to do a lot of things, to be a lot of things... and none of them look like the person I have grown to become, or the people Ive introduced myself to along the way. So you know what that means right? This means it is time to reinvent myself. Now this is not a medicine I am unfamilar with. I am most conditioned in Chamillionarie-ism. I change before the wind decides to blow, and before it knows what direction it will retreat in. Im already fucking over "it."That just gives you prespective on how "good" I am at throwing people off and being extrememly unpredictable. When I was a child I would alternate between who I knew myself to be and who I wanted the world to address me as, I will say this has aided in tons of the confusion I have right now regarding my reinvention.