I am cursed with having the creative ideas, and not having the artistic skill to execute them.

"do I love sleep? fuck yes. do I sleep? fuck no."

what horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
- sylvia plath

choosing the long way home just so I can listen to more music kinda person.

I'm a weirdo. (wise, elegant, intelligent, ravishing, daring and omniscient.)

the "why the fuck did I say/do that" ahh moment I hit everyday.

a people pleaser with an idgaf mentally? yes.

the older I get the more I understand why some people choose to disappear, and live a quiet life in a cabin in the middle of nowhere.

"it's all messy: the hair, the bed, the words, the heart, life."
- william lear

so many books to read, films to watch, music to listen to, art to praise, languages to learn, places to see, people to meet, mistakes to make, goals to achieve and memories to make, but so little time.

it feels like life has been one step forward and three steps back a lot lately. because no matter what; I circle back to the same damn feeling everytime.

how to bribe me:

the devil couldn't reach me so he made me feel like I don't belong.

we hoped to grow up soon just because we thought growing up meant freedom. what a joke.

I have this urge to learn everything.

I am both dumber and smarter than you think. never estimate me.

ay baba

"I am who I am. I don't try to be anybody else or act in any way. I've been always the same idiot."
- sebastian vettel