this is me: happy. My face doesn’t really change much, but my heart feels a lot. I love so hard, I care so much, and like many others, I get hurt despite that. I feel grateful to have fallen in love again. I feel grateful to be surrounded by those who believe in me. I still feel like this intense desire to love and be loved puts me in a position to get hurt. But I’m grateful to have found a way to express these bouts of pain into music. I’m trying to hold onto gratitude. gratitude for the people who have made the vision for #9weeks to come to life. the donations that got me here. gratitude for the beautiful sunset behind me, and the genuine laughter and joy that filled the air and my heart while filming. I’m hurting, but look at this beautiful sight. the golden hour, yes. but me: a person who never saw themselves as worthy for any of this. I don’t smile much, but I love a lot. I care a lot. And when I do smile, I mean it. life is a mirror. I look at myself and where I’m at, and if I choose to manifest the beautiful things that I can find in myself, I’m hopeful that more beautiful things will come. #9weeks is a story of a beautiful memory. love hard. stay young. love hard, live fast, and die fun.