I just woke up today, thinking that I would stop posting things on these platforms. I don't like the feeling of having no communication with the people who are looking at my art, and what is going on in their minds, when they look at it. It's like screaming for help, but no one is answering. How I'm supposed to do things to make myself visible, and most important, make visible the beautiful things that exist in yourself. 

I'm tired of thinking that my money is going to save my life or give me all I need, when that is only a tool made necessary for living. They forced us to depend on that just to fucking exist, to fucking live. 

Fuck the money, man. If I die of poverty, I'll die, but at least I'm going to be true to myself.