Look..I’m supposed to be working on my final presentation for my personality theories class but someone sent a tweet about one of your songs, The Coldest Winter Ever, and I looked it up on youtube.
Kanye, it made me cry.
I understand why you did this album. You have to give a voice to where you are in life and maybe when you were writing this you were going through turmoil. Since our work is created as a reflection of our emotional state it was only natural for you to produce such a heart wrenching album. You used the voice distorting thing because your emotions are distorted, I get that. I feel you.
I’m sorry you went through all of this. I’m even more sorry that I can’t be a part of your healing process. Just think about it, you are experiencing this heartache now, the pain will end…AND you will receive the love you desire and require. You’ll appreciate it more too.
For a long, LONG time I’ve been blogging, writing articles, talking, joking and sometimes dreaming about one day meeting you. I know, you probably think I’m some crazed fan and I probably am, but I wouldn’t hurt you Kanye. Not in a ‘misery’ kind of way, not at all.~smile~
I can’t even say everything I want to say here because for the first time in a long time I am embarrassed. How can you love someone you’ve never met? How can you judge every man by the standards set by a man who doesn’t even know you exist? Foolish maybe but..I can’t stop.
Maybe we’ll never meet or date or have wild and crazy secks on the balcony of some lavish hotel suite…but I want you to know that it’s your spirit that really attracts me to you. I see me in you. I see you in me. I’m so glad I got a chance to tell your Mom how I felt about you. That interview was the highlight of my journalism career so far.
I would like to meet you. I would like to counsel you and support you. I would like to be your muse, challenge you and be your friend. You have accomplished so much Kanye but really, you have far more potential than you realize. Your music career is just one of the mediums that I see you using to reach people with your message of self acceptance, tolerance and FREEDOM.
I feel like such a dork, a STAN and whatever other clever names are out there for people who adore the genius in others and proudly show appreciation. I am. I always will.
You’re bigger than my crush on Joe from The New Kids On The Block. You’re more than just a masterbation fantasy like Mos Def. You’re kind of my hero in a way because everytime I see you “doing you” I feel better about doing me. I’d like for us to “do life” together. Whenever you can, hit me up. I’m in Miami and I’ll gladly take a brief break from my grind to catch you up on my life and breathe some fiery inspiration into yours.
I’ll help you write another Grammy winner…this time it’ll be about being inside the thundering eyes of true love.
Yours,
Ms. Tee