Then give up on everything.
I always console myself and say to others, I can't live by painting, I have to eat. Or these things that I love deeply, can't give me the life I want. So I'm giving up, so I'm suffering here now, so I can't regret it. So I never have time to do what I love with dignity. Never know if these are due to cowardice or sense of the times. Some things, once you put them down, you can't pick them up again. Without that time, without that opportunity, without that self who can let oneself do what they want to do.
So I will still say, I want to eat, I can only give up.
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