everyone else wouldn’t understand.
I just watched your interview and I was so intrigued; sixty minutes, undivided attention, amazement. I was sitting there like “wow.. I’ve interacted with him. I’ve told him about my personal life, and he’s responded and helped me.” I’m always in need of advice but those surrounding me are unable to provide. And I understand. So, I go to the man who I idolize. Yes, him. Without anything holding me back, I had this insane amount of courage. My questions/problems/ concerns were delivered with the intent that I’d receive no response. Simply because you are YOU. The man, the shit, the guy that was on the cover of magazines, the one whose music I’d listen to for hours on end. Who was I? I was just a fan, some girl who.. who admired you like everyone else. Never in a million years would I have thought that it would’ve went this far. Two years, several interactions, and an altered state of mind later, I credit you.
Thank you so much, sir.
I don’t want to go out. I don’t want to do anything. I don’t want to be around anyone.
|Mom:||Why don't you go out w/ your friends today?|
|Me:||CAUSE I WILL SEE THEM NEXT WEEK!|
TURNT UP? more like learnt up. stay in school