Jams and open mics are fun...but I also love these moments, where I am...initially anyway...just singing for one...until I go and share these moments with the likes of you...because why not...some of you may think it's cool...may even resonate with it...may even wanna collab and start doing gigs...and if that is you...I hope you send me a message...so we can make it happen...because I just wanna sing...build community...and make art.

Kind of bummed I didn't record all that I said before or after this...was very personal, tho, and named names...and that's not why we're making this shit public...besides yelling it or writing it down...But I am proud of this...all of it...and am looking forward to finally beginning to share some of the revelations from my trip here in Mazatlan...It is a lot...but it is needed...and about damn time.💩🪳🤷🏾‍♀️ 💩🗑🔥🧘🏽‍♀️🎧🎙🫶🏾💥

Visit my blog at www.loveletterconfessions.com to get the story on this recording...and get at me if you ever wanna perform gigs or jam together...it's time...seriously is time...and I'm done waitin for all the stars to align...for me to fulfill my destiny.

Just a little something I had to get out...think of it what you will...I said what I said.

This current journey of event planning and attempting to dive back into being a community builder...has had me honestly in a lot of muh feelins...about some things I'm still healin from...But I think I am doing a better job...at processing it all in ways...that don't weigh me down as much as they lift me up...and don't leave me angry at the end of a TrainingDay...as much as it leaves me inspired...fulfilled...and unbothered...because I deserve a good night, too...without it always having to end with me fuckin you...or letting you fuck me...whether or not I want it really...because the goal isn't to call people out specifically...but to be able to speak about the shit they did...they do...they say...and the things they think...I don't know they think...so I can release it for me...to be free from their toxicity...whether they are conscious of it or not is none of my concern...cause if I wait on them to hold themselves accountable...life has shown me that I will never ever be free...So we're getting better at being what we need for ourselves...to be able to let it go into the ethers...in a way that can allow us to let go of the weight of the shame of it...and maybe help someone else get free in the process...

...Because...contrary to what they tried to always make you believe...there are others who share similar stories as you actually...You've just been trained all your life...to be too ashamed to be yourself out loud enough to find them...

...Because the last time we did this...we let someone get too close...and we got raped...and they called us Stupid...

...No...he called us Stupid...and we are a different animal now.

ASMR comes to you by Late July's sweet potato tortilla chips making my tummy happy in the wee hours of the night...as I wait for insomnia to release me so I can eventually go to sleep...right before the sun comes up...because that when our best revelations come to us...when the world is silent enough for us to hear ourselves think...

I've gone back and forth about sharing stuff like this...But I am getting tired of wearing the burden of holding all the shit in...and I'm trying to be free and learn how to release it...So if it's too much...don't listen...But I need to be free...The shit is all too heavy...And I deserve to let go of the things that I never caused and never wanted.

Maybe I'm right...maybe I'm wrong...I'm just grateful that I am finally at a place where I can hear myself think about it...

True story just now cause why not...Happy birthday to me.. to her...to us...to yall...just please stop trying to kill us...cause we gotta have our boundaries...somewhere above us being demoted to no more superior than 💩