What sort of come to Jesus moment will it take
I’m holding on, but baby, something’s bound to break.. Read More
I’m holding on, but baby, something’s bound to break.. Read More
There are such performers who, when you look at them, respond to you with the word “emptiness”. Read More
We ran with the neighbouring kids at the park. It’s funny that they don’t perceive me as an adult. It’s sad that people their parents’ age pay for fitness and go to training more often, instead of just running with their children for free, and instead of spending money on sports equipment like frisbee’s or badminton rackets, instead of the gym.
Some people consider the fact that we don’t have children a minus. I consider it a plus, because there is no certain “screen” that prevents you from understanding children and being interested in what is popular with them at the moment. Because this creates a certain gap between generations, when the older ones always perceive their own children and their interests as either funny or stupid. There are exceptions, but, for the most part, all adults are very “adults.”
The lion’s share of the things I do remain “off-screen.” Most often, these are archives of photos from my phone (in cases where I didn’t forget to take them). And it would be great to post them from time to time (which I used to do on FB, before I kicked a bunch of people off it and killed them), but systematicity is not my thing. Read More
My happiest readers (if you can call them that) are here – in my sacred cave. Read More
What hides under your skin when you’re left alone?
I caught myself thinking that the spikes in my ears are not only about the fact that it is more compact, more convenient, but also because they are spikes. On the one hand, it is a symbol of the fact that I can be pricked. On the other hand, it resembles a pin, from a story where a man, in case of stupid thoughts, pricked himself until he bled. I like the feeling that I can prick myself at any moment. I like to pull the earring, understanding that it is a part of me. True, this applies to the one that has been in its place for about six months.
I began to perceive the hair on my body differently. Previously, I believed that the “season for creativity” is from autumn to warm days, because it is not good for a man to be “with shaved arms and legs”. Now I put the very idea of creativity above all else. And I don’t really accept the fact that I don’t look like a monkey. I just be the way I am comfortable being.
I still ask myself – what exactly is this connected with. Anyway, so far I have come to the conclusion that psychologically a part of me died then. The part that made certain barriers that you had no right to go beyond. Now I live without barriers, and those that exist I destroy as soon as I start to see them. And if someone says that “it is impossible” – I immediately try to prove the opposite.
We really like “lessons of national identity”, but, for some reason, they do not popularize the topic of self-identity. And it, in my opinion, is much more important.
“Where is he going?” they will say, and I will say…far away!
From today I am (less than five minutes ago)…an OnlyFans model! Amazing? Maybe! Strange? Maybe! But I decided to try to make my creativity also a source of income, even if it is small.
This doesn’t mean I’m going to start making content with sexual content, it’s more about the same creativity that I had on Deviantart, just in a broader form. Maybe the focus will be on fetish themes, but we’ll see about that in time. I would like it to be a platform where I don’t work 24/7, but where people would have the opportunity to thank me for my creativity. And I think that’s fair.
How will it be? Only time will tell. But I’m positive and hope that I can find my fans. Happy new beginnings!