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Dear Heart,

Why I am going rogue

The world is stuck in a rat race where there is no return to sanity. There is no human race. People leap at each other’s jugulars and stab eachother with jealousy and grime.

We must stop this.

The rich only get richer and the poor only get closer and closer to death. Social media has become a vessel for those who seek revenge, attention, and riches. People lose themselves in the fame and our society has become a simulation where ”we all must act upon what CNN says and how many people or companies can we cancel in one sitting“. We must understand this is detrimental.

Not only are people afraid to show their true ideology and beliefs; cities have been burnt by the people who claim that they care and support the environment and different cultures, children are depressed (they should not be depressed, they should be happy and be learning how to live a better life), ecosystems are dying, dreams are disappearing, and hate is thriving. The: “I hate her because she doesn’t wanna be friends with me and I hate her because she doesn’t do as I say and I’m a fucking princess because I know best and I’m always right.“ You know what? Fuck you. I’m not listening to it any longer. You cannot reach me. You cannot touch me.

If you want to be a brat and continuously attempt to control my life and my beliefs, you can get out of my fucking space. I desire the truth in people. The sides they have been taught not to show. The sides that are not full of deception and the desire to overthrow. If you have something to say, say it to me as you are sitting across from me and not as you are sitting looking at me through a screen. Digital media is a gift, but is toxic when used out of proportion.

I want to create something real. I know I edit my photos, it’s art to me. I allow myself to create within no particular standard. I do not wish to limit myself on how I want my art to look. You can edit your art and photos too. I don’t give a damn how you portray yourself to the public. You know why? Cause it’s your life and not mine. And my life is MINE and not yours.

Start your own rituals and define yourself as YOURSELF and not become impacted by anyone else.

When I say I want to create something real, I’m talking about being happy. Being unaware of people’s glares and stares. Ignoring those who hate me and those who obsess over the past. Leaving toxic relationships with people who I thought were my friends. Spending more time with myself. Giving myself what I want and retrieving the confidence and excitement that I deserve. Taking advantage of moments that feel real and unharmed by outside hatred and greed. Telling the truth when I am upset. Telling people to fuck off when I just don’t have the time or capacity to listen to them whine and bitch about shit that just doesn’t matter.

So why am I going rogue? Why am I making these changes?

Because I am fucking tired. I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of putting on a show. I’m tired of believing people. I’m tired of talking to people who pretend to like me when they actually hate me. I’m tired of labels. I’m tired of Joe Biden failing to climb stairs. I’m tired of hearing about covid for the 7472991974737291947748392928473819947747282993857482919284757391919845774828000000th time. I’m tired of people searching for every single mistake I make just so they can have something to bitch about. I’m tired of people trying to cancel every single thing on this planet. The Amazon logo? Because some dumbass thought the TAPE looked like Hitler’s mustache? STUPID. ITS TAPE. ON A BOX. IT’S HOW THEY SAFELY DELIVER ALL THAT SHIT YOU ORDERED STRAIGHT TO YOUR DOOR.

People are bored and they are searching for things to pick at and fondle, and thats not gonna be me. I am not going to participate in your algorithm. I am not going to give up and take my life for granted just to appease you and your values. I could care less about your values. I strive to be kind and only listen to those who are NICE to me.

I was born into this life. I did not choose to be born here. I was born against my own will onto a world that is being overthrown by people who obsess over other people’s lives more than their own. I want to be with myself and by myself and worry about my own damn self. I refuse to waste any more time on others who do not deserve it. I want to have time with the earth and the animals and the ecosystems. I want to be connected with myself and the people that I care about. I want to experience new things. I believe in being spiritual with yourself and guiding yourself through tough situations. I love growing up. I love learning new things. I enjoy spending time with the people I respect. I love to laugh. I love to try new foods. I love indulging in the happiness that I provide to myself and for myself. I am inspired by the art that engages all of the senses of the human body. I love feeling the air tangle through my hair while I ride next to my father in the Jeep. I love to see my mother excited with being healthy again and gaining her strength back. I am grateful for the tears and crying, I mean mostly from happiness but also sadness and anger. I adore that I can feel and that I am alive.

With love,

Corissa