Turning each page is like making a bed, an enormous expanse of paper slowly rises up and over.
You haunt my days and dreams.
My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I'm right.
Isn't it strange how wise counsel can cool the hottest head? He made sense but my heart screamed protest.
Change is inevitable. Progression is a choice. We all move, but are you going to move forward?
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
Sometimes it's hard to look at a flower, when your dying inside.
Let my silence grow with noise as pregnant mothers grow with life. Let my silence permeate these walls as sunlight permeates a home. Let the silence rise from unwatered graves and craters left by bomb...
Key the mind, and set the soul free.
whenever i am in pain,i just think of watching your eye's in rain!