Hey everyone. Yeah. I'm back again.
I'm sure most of you have heard about the Melanie Martinez news. If you don't, please just search it up. I really don't want to repeat it to anyone. I can barely tell my friends, much less tripe it over and over again.
I'm heartbroken. In tears.
She was my biggest inspiration. My reason of life.
Every day, I would say to myself "damn, I wish I could be Melanie! She's talented, gorgeous, and downright sweet."
But now, there's nothing.
And I'm sure if y'all followed me and my art books, you remember when I drew an illustration for every single song off the album. (Well, almost all)
I had a burning passion for her and her music. Endless hours of watching interviews and performances, typing and drawing my undying loyalty and love.
I'm shocked on how quickly so many of her fans turned on her. And not just turned. Attacked her. I know what she's done is extremely wrong. But if you love something, I've always thought even if you were forced to let something go you couldn't hate it with all your heart. Even if you should.
I'm wrong.
It still feels like one of my nightmares.
I wish I could wake up tomorrow and still say without shame that I loved Melanie Martinez
But unlike those fans, I'll say farewell in a less aggressive way:
Just a simple goodbye.
It's over.
I know I'm a year or two I'll be on to something else hopefully. A more passionate Halsey fan, a loving Billie Eilish fan, a passionate Hayley Kiyoko fan.
But I'll never forget the woman who gave me so much hope and inspiration, even if it didn't end with a happy conclusion.
