don't step on the purple clouds

two nights ago i had this really weird dream.

i was home, and somehow these two moths had gotten in the house. obviously i freaked out and sprayed them with a can of raid. they fell to the floor, but instead of dying, they got bigger. one grew faster than the other though. it grew into a full-fledged person with wings attached… wtf

i haven’t been able to get it out of my head and i’m convinced it means something.

every year when i get closer in age to the people i look up to, i realize that there’s no difference between me and them. they’re just as dumb and lost as i am.

not a real dragon nigga.

but i feel like before i can live my life the way i want to,

there’s this thing i have to overcome.

i can’t quite put my finger on it,

but i think its fear.

fear of what other people will think, 

and fear of disappointing my parents.

fear of failing…

but fear never got anybody anywhere did it?

how do people do it?

get up enough courage to just say fuck it all,

i’m going to do what the hell i want?

—me rambling