L.S. Hilton

Wealth creeps_under your epidermis_like poison. It invades your posture, your gestures, the way you carry yourself.

When you're no one from nowhere it's best to know your limits. Rich kids can play at bohemia, but wealth has long tendrils; it twines into a safety net which can also be a trap for the unprepared. Rich kids have families and backgrounds and connections, and they ask questions, because their world functions on being able to place people. I couldn't expose myself to that.

Choices are made before explanations, whether or not we care to know it.