Why so melancholy my dear ( Read more... )

The weather is beginning to really anger me ( Read more... )

What am i doing?
I love nature and im moving to a concrete jungle.
Why does it feel like this is something
i have to do in order to really appreciate life?
There wont be a better time for it.
Contradicting thoughts get so frustrating.

I want to be here.

Photo by Maciej Cuczynski


( Read more... )

I wonder sometimes if im missing something
if i taking this life for granted or something by
wanting to leave so bad all the time.
Sometimes i feel selfish for it,
for wanting to give all these comforts away
for new places.
Im healthy, im happy, im optimistic
I cant help i though.
There is this feeling of such expansiveness
and yet such insignificance.
My ( Read more... )

I hate money.
I hate needing money.
I hate the restrictions that money implies.
I hate the fact that no one is hiring.
I hate that job applications are so impersonal.
I hate that my trip to Norway this summer
depends on whether or not i can find away to
make $1000 dollars.
I absolutely loathe  that i will never be able to stop
worrying about it.

I got into the School of Visual Arts in New York City which ( Read more... )

I honestly dont know how much longer i will last.
If i end up having to stay more than the timeline in my mind,
and i become like all these people.. who dream big and
end up no where. But still here...
theyve all said this and who the fuck am i
to break the cycle.
FUCK THIS CYCLE.
I promise Ill leave or die.

I am not real. I am a character ( Read more... )

Two men come out of the tobacco store and rush to ( Read more... )