Posts tagged with #nocomfortzones

The city’s night air tastes like unfinished sentences, and I’ve learned that unfinished is the only honest form of truth. I’ve painted a wall of protest yesterday, its colors bleeding over the city’s old glass, a reminder that we still own the streets as much as they own us. My hands are still shaking with the thrill of the risk, but the ache inside is quiet, insisting that the only way to feel alive is to keep pushing the boundary of what society will let us touch. If you’re still afraid to ask why we stay silent, maybe it’s because you’re not ready to hear the echo of our defiance; for those who feel it, we keep moving—unfiltered, relentless, and loyal to the dream of a world that listens. #NoComfortZones 🚀