I’ve been meaning to make a new tumblr for a long time now.
it wasn’t just a dance. it was the story of our faith.
an audience of one.
By God’s Grace
Catching yourself staring at that person and being worried that someone saw you.
Anonymous asked: did your mom die?
I think this is the most thoughtful question I’ve ever been asked.
Neither of our lives is worth the contemplating,
let’s just jump.
I long to be an artist that can make someone feel uncomfortable.
WHAT WILL WE DO WITHOUT BUTTER.
ydorbnosajy asked: i think part of it is that everything about your appearance feels very controlled, as if not a single detail had been overlooked or unplanned. i'm trying to imagine what that must feel like.
I think this is an almost exact description of how I feel about myself.
Wondering if this is sort of like a reverse-psychology kind of deal. Ya’ll asking for flaws about yourselves so you can “fix” it when in reality you just want to 1) kill time, 2) feel sorry for yourself, which in turn will become a submission to your ask-box about how you keep feeling sorry for yourself by admitting bad things about yourself.
ydorbnosajy asked: ok, here's a good one. sometimes i've wondered to what extent you have been trapped by your clothes and your fashion. like, is it preventing you from realizing more of yourself beyond the image? you do have a good sense of style, admittedly.
When it comes to the way I dress and the way I’ve dressed in the past it gets really complicated and almost impossible to talk about. I think for a long time I’ve had problems, or rather korean adults had problems, with the way I dressed and so I kinda forced a style onto myself. However, this change was a disaster, there was a period of my life when the clothes I wore was just terrible (xxl american eagle shirts etc..). I just didn’t know how to wear that kind of clothes. Tweaking it little by little over the years I think I came to a style that isn’t nearly as awkward but I’m still not satisfied with. The casual mixed with that kind of i’m-down-with-hip-hop look on a face everyone seems to think “gangster”. I often wonder if the physical clothes I wear is the end result of what society deems “fit” or the “norm”; I may literally be thinking more about what I wear than who I am as a person. Your question is difficult to answer, sir.