...I have never really knew when it happens, i only know these seed were sow during my high school days, from those years , everything has going downhill, i could say i "i will abandon arting" but can't say that though, everyday i'm just doing less and less as as lifeless husk i'm rotting away in life, a part of me already gave up, and is a matter of time until the rest of me give up, only then i will be able to abandon everything, until then i will just live this agony.

I wonder how is to be good at what you love, i guess i will die regretting not being good enough