words that only can be expressed by the art from the shades of a pencil and the smell of ink and paper. what is it that you are looking for? love? laughter? art? vengeance?
the space between you and reality where you hide your insecurities. it is as if you are standing on the sun, so strong immune to almost everything, outer layer of titanium, inner of paper. bulletproof on the outside, burnt to ashes on the inside.
Friday, June 29, 2012
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