it’s very saddening and tragic to love a country, a mother, that doesn’t love you back.

sometimes it is too late

interests and art as an adult

i would become a 25ml liquid if i could and i would place myself in a small bottle in their bags. fuck the security check doors.

it takes great strength to be vulnerable. being perceived is tricky but so rewarding.

she said, “the more you stare at the monster, the more of it you become”. when I was 12, I decided to stop staring at the monster completely to prevent that.

don’t be afraid to feel

i would love to believe. i would love to be religious. but i think this is a very ignorant and selfish way to live life. i guess ignorance is bliss and people prefer being ignorant rather than kind.

what is success? what is success to me?

love really is all we have. we are nothing without it. indifference is killing us.

capitalism is ripping every human sense and value we have away. we need to go back before it’s too late. maybe it already is too late, but i am 20 and it’s not too late yet.