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.

Passion ~ a notation of our desires in which we spill our thoughts in a creative way. 

the moment that everything you've worked for for the past four years is right in front of you and yet you don't know what to do. the notions of your motions that are not questioned by others because it is deemed to be the norm. effortlessly done. beautifully carved into the minds of the people who you want to believe in you. 

then all of a sudden a black hole sucks you in and everything is blur, then you forget the only reason you had, holding on only to the certainty of your senses of which are memories that you took for-granted. 

time and time again we lie to ourselves by abusing the subjectivity of our memory to suit our unforgiving actions. 

"the beauty of my life is that nothing is planned so i can be daring to show my creativity in everything i do." nsa,2012.

discipline ~ something hard to achieve but when achieved gives you results of wonders

If you cant control your emotions we all know you wont be able to control your actions.

discipline your emotions, control your actions and change your life

its always what you can change for yourself and not trying to change change itself.