// now playing: what goes around… /… comes around – justin timberlake
Excuse my absence lovers, I’ve been busy of late and with both writers and creative blocks striking yet again I haven’t had much to post about. Nor any inspiration to draw upon. And honestly, I’d much rather dazzle you with awesomeness as opposed to something bland and bearing no substance all for the sake of blogging. Hence the lack of brilliance being uploaded lately. I do strive for quality and not lacklustre, so bear with me and I’ll eventually get my shit back together and start shining like the crazy diamond I am.
On a seperate note, I’m still reeling after JT’s epic performance at the VMA’s last Monday and have had his albums on constant repeat ever since then; especially the song above. What can I say, it is my “jam” and was my saving grace after an awful but liberating breakup many moons ago. And I’ve been playing it errryday endlessly while shamelessly singing out loud with it in my car and shower.
To those who read my previous style post my apologies. I now realize how little sense it makes. I also realize there’s a slight chance that the above makes no sense either. My bad. I told you, not feeling like my normal, wordsmith self lately.
Peace.
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