Category Archives: About me
Myself: Part. 2*
I can’t believe I’m mustering up to write some sort of bio. Feels fucking weird….
I think writing about yourself in depth; story form, is kind of… narcissistic. But I’m a hip hop artist so perhaps I’ve already gone there… *laughs out loud*
I could remember starting up rap battling ciphers in elementary school. On the school field, upscale neighborhood acting tough with no account and if you weren’t droppings rhymes you didn’t have privilege so bounce! (I still got it lol).
I had a girlfriend in elementary school that could pass for 22… Far more grown up than I was, it’s like she took me under her wing. I was standing hardly 5’2 with the most gorgeous girl in school. I loved her but our relationship was a fool 😉 . Ing* around time flies when your high as a kite tripping with her every night, eventually we both moved on. She went off to a private school…. lost touch completely.
Meanwhile I bounced around high school public educational facilities like it was a special ability. I learned so much!!!!! How to fight, hustle, party, skate, play ball, joyride, go bombing (paint graffiti), know my way around a city of 4 million like the back of my hand…..amoung many other things that went hand in hand with blunts, coronas, and tequila.
I managed to not get involved with crack or guns, meth and heroin. Although I often spent time in what is often referred to as the world’s largest open drug market. Now looking back… I’ve lost a lot of friends to this city and I cry about it quite often.
I can’t write anymore right now.
Too hard.
Nina
Myself : Part. 1 *
I’m going to attempt to write more about myself,
my life.
Part 1.
   I was always different for sure. Too much too handle for pretty much anyone I grew up with, became friends with or had relationships with. I was kicked out of home at a young age, bipolar disorder and an addictive personality: constantly lit or trying to get high or drugged out and party…being homeless and running the streets with kid gangs basically. Doing petty crimes and shit it was stupid. I’ve changed a lot.
Being transgender only started to blossom when I turned 18, living in a crack shack that the government called a “group home”. Starting to dress how I wanted to …I liked getting drunk, a lot. I’ve always had hobbies and passions but mixing em up with drugs and alcohol was deemed necessary on a daily basis. I also thought drinking was giving me the courage to dress how I wanted.
I’ve been in a few abusive relationships, somehow managing to graduate college and various courses that peaked my interest. When I worked construction it was like selling my feminine soul and I hated myself for it for over 7 years. But nevertheless at 25 I started hormones and transitioned into myself; female full time. I have zero regrets. I have no doubt in my mind of who I am and the choice I made was right.
Since I transitioned Ive had several jobs, schools and was never really targeted for being a trans woman. But I had been partying for a living… for a year…the drugs twisted my mind. I met my girlfriend online, she helped me get out of the trap. She encourages me to peruse any art, job or school I like and I’m happy. Sober. In Love. I can’t get enough and it’s like I’m comfortable for the first time you know?
I’m good.
Dedicated to my girl.
Love Nina
Its Simple. – Nina
Purpose; where is my purpose and meaning?
What do I want to share and why?
Most of my posts, love, poetry, spirituality.
They paint a picture but not the whole picture of who I am.
It’s morning again.
I’d like to give you inspiration; dance and freedom, that’s like…my image and my outlook.
To dance and spin, jump and run free…
Or To feel love: crying tears of joy and drifting off into nothingness; it’s simple really.
Searching – Nina
She was the emotional type, Unsure if she’ intro or extroverted.
She didn’t know if she wanted to volunteer or do crime ;at times it’s worth it.
She didn’t know if the world is real, standing still, if she’d grown up ,or was still just a kid.
She didn’t know if she’s good or bad, happy or sad and she REALLY never knew all the things that she had.
It’s because she didn’t know that she continued to grow.
Searching for answers.
That she never would know.
Nina
Smiling Nina
I smile through great obstacles
Strive for the moments of magic
I see it all around me, dancing along the city lights
In the essence of my home and my lover.
Pushing, striving to keep this magic alive.
I would’ve guessed I’d be dead by now when I was youth;
Depressive state.
But now….
Everything’s is in its place
With the potential to become something better.
I become less and less afraid; stronger every day.
Smiling…
Nina
Dear Larissa – Nina
Today I am stronger than yesterday
Tomorrow I am stronger than today
I loved you yesterday today and tomorrow
I love you
Yesterday was amazing with you
so I can’t wait for tomorrow
Today I’m working on it
So tomorrow I can work harder
In the present moment I’m smiling
About a better tomorrow
The reasons have past
It just simply is
Love Nina
Abstract Raven – A Nina Original
Need to work on art
Art is so important
All forms in my life
Thank you. :)
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I try to release content daily to inspire creative minds alike and make people think, getting reactions and feedback make it totally worth it.
Thank you and welcome to my new followers!
Nina Yin
A Zen story. By Nina Yin
In my search, for likeminded, a hastily search which I regret rushing through, I came across a monk but,more of a 21st century monk ( very outspoken ). Quite digital of a way to cross paths but yet very real, casually speaking at first but eventually ; Too real to handle while unsteady or unbalanced not admittedly so.
I told him “I am studying Buddhism.” Shortly after , He told me… “when you find the Buddha kill him,”
Baffled.
Questioning this quickly in my mind and Frightened was my initial reaction. Leaving the statement behind in haste; not looking back.
This was disturbing, a disturbing Koan in a form of statement, and as to why he told me took me months to understand what I thought was to be very dark.
Months passed,I had been cold, homeless, in and out of sanity, In love and in war with myself and others.But eventually I found a home; a place to study. January 1st 2016
A light was tossed into this deep catacomb of the statement, I am so blind! I concentrated on my breath and within seconds fell to sleep peacefully. But, what is important is that I don’t understand / didn’t understand and will never fully understand. “When you find the Buddha, kill him.”
Nina Yin
Zen
The warriors way
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