It hurt. It hurt like hell. But it didn’t matter, if no one knew.
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...
He was a man with a chest, and he wanted to give thoughtful expression to the passion of his heart.
He shall rule, whom they look not for that dwell upon the earth, and the fowls shall take their flight away together:
I count my blessings as follows:1) I'm alive.2) Beauty is in the world all around me.3) I share my love with everyone and not just a select few.4) I give thanks to whoever made and created us no matte...
I used to have a drug problem, now I make enough money.
I have found so much beauty in the dark,as I have found a lot of horror in the light.
Love powers my heart and color powers my soul.
Freedom of Speech doesn't justify online bullying. Words have power, be careful how you use them.
The elegance under pressure is the result of fearlessness.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of signif...