i don’t wanna be afraid anymore 
i’ve faced and surmounted plenty of obstacles 
and yet sometimes i still feel scared
as if i was incapable of what i already did
as if i wasn’t enough when clearly i am more than i think i am 

i don’t wanna be afraid anymore, of anything at all 
i can be afraid of anything but i don’t wanna anymore, i’m through 

i defeated my own worst enemy and bathed in the blood of my heroes
i drank the wine of the non pure and played the game of ambition 
i did what i had to do, i’m through 
i’ll walk unafraid from here on out up until i meet my end 

there’s no need to talk
take me as i am
all past mes are dead

I’m in love with art cause it represents freedom. 

Freedom of norms, freedom of what’s right or wrong. 

I like the word “subjective”, I like that art is “subjective”. I like that what I love can be considered terrible by others and vice-versa. I like that I can label what I do as art and then proceed to discard every single opinion that does not serve me as i please. Whether it is writing or photography or music or whatever.

Art represents a safe space for people with heart and soul who want to feel free to come and be. It is the grey zone of our universal experiences, where all that we knew stops existing and we create and mold universes anew. 

I love art and I think it’s ok if you do too, if you hate it or if you don’t care it’s ok too, cause I don’t care. I just love.

thief. unwanted. barely alive. doesn’t even wanna be. on the run. nomad. broke. in pain. a mess. alone. surrounded by ghost believers. imagines love. experiences hate. sleepless. restless. punch-drunk. passionate. on the verge of tears. oknotok. nobody cares. not even him. doesn’t wanna talk about it. talks about it anyway. leaves everyone speechless. goes back to his cave. never at home. not even when at home. delusional. in fear. lost touch with his real self. has forgotten how to feel. how do i feel? how do i feel? let me tell you how i really feel.

my dear friend,
i hope you’re well.
it’s been a long time since we last spoke. i’m as lonely as ever and as troubled as ever but, somehow, at peace. i’ve come to a simple realization; i do not desire happiness, i desire tranquility, everything that life’s thrown at me lately i’ve gone through with it with peace in my heart.
i’ve also gone through many changes, and, in the search of myself i found freedom instead, it’s terrifying. but wonderful to have at the same time.
i am currently very far away from everything i knew and thought i loved, yet i feel more at home.
i still find myself thinking of me as a liar and a thief, a wannabe who quite simply isn’t good enough, guess i’ll never know the truth cause when i’m not judging myself i’m hyping myself.
in my search of death i ended up finding love, it went sour quickly but i learned about respect and boundaries. yes i do desire love but it’ll come naturally and it’ll grow beautifully. i’m still thankful though cause it gave me the strength i needed to make one of the biggest changes in my life.
i think all in all i’ll be alright. i’m giving in to my passions, allowing art, music, travel, writing, photography and cinema to consume me. yes I’m changing and growing everyday and that’s a beautiful thing to let happen, let life happen to you as well.
as you can see i’m falling in love with life little by little, step by step and that’s alright. it’ll all be alright.
may we see each other again somehow someway when time’s right. if you go i go so don’t you think about leaving just yet. it can be tempting but life can be worthwhile.
peace, love and empathy. take care.​​​​​​​