My train of thoughts and experiences sometimes gets too much to keep to myself. I waited for those words from you but the longer I waited, the more I realized that I might hear them, just not from you. We talked about everything and anything except the elephant in the room, yet I was still hooked onto your every word. We parted ways and I still waited for you to say those words.

8230;Exploring the surreal in art, people and places. Life away from this controlling world. I fear death of my creativity. I fear becoming paralysed by the money aspiration of this world. I fear that their good intentions may mean the death of meof me. A death from which I may never be able to rise from. No pressure they saidI am 23.