blasphemy

nyc.

I’ve realized tonight that people who willingly choose to come to nyc are completely and utterly fucked up in someway or another. People who are perfectly content an know exactly where they want to go in life do not come to New York. They go to a normal place where they are free to pursue what they are passionate about. People who come to New York are confused. They lack the stability that most people grow to have as they reach a mature age. They are people who need the artistic freedom that New York offers and the open opportunities that are offered to those who are sure about their lives. And the greatest part about this realization is that I am one of those people, and I live in this great city of abstractness.