I walked around Soho's street for over an hour, running into familiar faces but never once stopping to chat. It was then that I felt something discomforting and comforting all at once. I didn't want to be here, in this city, anymore.

Even a falling star still shines.

Crying is easy, like breathing- the more you hold it in, the more you let out.

Live creatively. Create life. These are two ways to make a better world.

I don’t want to be a person with full hands, resting from dreams, but a person full of dreams unable to rest his hands.

Cowards, I believe, are people who are afraid to embrace what they want or need in a natural, honest way.

I walked around Soho's street for over an hour, running into familiar faces but never once stopping to chat. It was then that I felt something discomforting and comforting all at once. I didn't want to be here, in this city, anymore.