Tell me is it my fault?

So, listen, I've been a little down and out lately.

I feel like everything and everyone is getting on just fine and I'm stuck here, where I've been for what seems like an age.

I need to get the fuck out of Kentucky. Now. I want to go clubbing, I want other gay friends. I want something more than this.

I need to calmmmmmm...

I really need to remember that it's not about how you go about making the music. What instruments you use, what your inspiration is, who you get to help you; that's all irrelevant. What matters is that you make it yours, and then you give it to the world to breathe new life into it. Let them take a new and unique meaning from each note and pulse. Music can be perfect, in it's own sense. Ears are blind to the visual imperfections of our superficial world. That's all.

Hullo Petals. :)

Hullo,

I'm not really in the mood to write a blog at the moment, but I thought that it'd be nice to have one again.

This'll be an easier way for me to share my thoughts and feelings without everyone having to see them; just the few that are interested.

<3

Love fluv.