I’m ambitious, but really fucking lazy. I struggle with a parasite inside of me that saps my creativity and motivation; it never truly dies, though I have to kill it every day. Sometimes I'm not very nice. Sometimes I'm too nice.
I think too much, or not enough. I'm attempting to find a balance. I have two opposite, conflicting natures in me.

I like to “devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows.”

Guilty pleasures: anime, manga, dramas, fantasy novels, and fanfiction.


Our knowledge has made us cynical,
our cleverness hard and unkind.
We think too much and feel too little:
More than machinery we need humanity;
More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.

Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.