Who’s got two thumbs and failed John Keats?
I'm an actor, photographer, writer, and overambitious self-taught doer of many other things. http://allisonstock.com
Why is it that I have thusfar lived my life 100% committed to what I feel is right in my heart, and have done nothing but suffer for it? Friends abandon me or push me aside, jobs repel me like I’m scum, even the city of new york has conspired against me.
Why is this my life, and what the fuck can I do to get a life like anyone else’s instead? Because YES I WOULD give it up just to be like everyone else, because YES I WOULD love to be happy like you instead of whatever the fuck I turned out to be.
