Clevelandray.
thoughts.

I feel my passion for my life career. I need to leave myself to find myself. Create my future with the vision in my head. Set my inner self free to succeed. My talent isn’t ment to fade away. But to fly with the words I have to say. Fashion is my passion. Traveling is my destiny. I need to leave inorder to move forward from burdens that hold me back. The people that surround me & make a crowd make isolation for me. Ive walked in & out of peoples lives who forget my face. People have walked out on me but nothing is forgotten only stored away. But it’s the lonelyness of being diffrent & striving for a goal that separates me. If being lonely makes me succeed. Then Im ment to leave & be alone but reach happiness.

chic.

chic.

sleeping sickness.

I awoke, only to find my lungs empty
Through the night, so it seems I’m not breathing
And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
And I’m Breaking Down
I think I’m breaking down