why has no one ever shown these to me helllloooo?
My mother is not only insane but also secretly brilliant. For as long as I can remember she’s been saying to me “I love the you that you hide.”
For a long time I had no idea what she meant. For a long time I had been so used to hiding that I had forgotten that there was anything there. Behind the curtain was the me I hid, the me I denied existed, the me I was so afraid of. But why? Why was I so afraid of myself? The only thing I have consistently known? Doesn’t it seem odd to deny yourself the love of the person you’ve known the longest? The person you will be stuck with for the rest of your life? Your eternal soul-mate?
I feel that now is the time to unlock the door, draw back the curtain, let loose the raging tiger that has been lurking inside, pacing back and forth behind wrought iron bars, waiting for the time when she can be set free.
I am now going to promise myself (luv u bb) that I will always be authentic.
Wish me luck?
sassy dad x machomom. 2013 from my latest shoot. catch us niggas