Love can destroy you. Love can erase you. Love can heal you. Love can reinvent you. And, if you are lucky enough, love can make you whole again.

You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting

This is what I miss.. Not something that's gone, but something that will never happen.

At least, we're in the same universe. At least in this universe, we've been acquainted. We've been a lovers once. Now I wonder, if we've been a lovers in this universe, what are we in the other? Did we

She was never crazy, she just didn't let her heart settle in a cage. She was born wild, and sometimes we need people like her. For it's the horrors in her heart which cause the flames in ours. And she

I often ask how many hours I do one job) it's always interesting, why) but the answer is: sketches: 40 min -2,5 hours. Works on the format 30 * 40 and 35 * 45 - from 7 hours to 3 days. Works on sheets

Sometimes it occurred to me when we were together, like when you said that you felt very happy. I told myself that you are for me. But somehow I still feel so lonely despite being with you. But that's

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to

You were a summer gift, one I will always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I will never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to

I must say, emotions work on this format is completely different. It's harder, longer, more responsible. In the future, it is possible to take on more complicated subjects too) the size allows;) while

Not perfect but I hope you like it

Painting is one form of art that can be perceived beauty by art lovers. Painting is important with the name of the picture. Lots of techniques done to get a beautiful art work and worth selling of course.

Her kisses tapped into deep mines of memory, and the years that had separated us fell away as if they were nothing.

Finally finished it, I hope you like it cause I started this drawing two weeks ago

I don't know what to draw.

She doesn't care. She doesn't think about you at night. She doesn't see your face in a crowded room. She forgot the color of your eyes even though she told you she had never seen something that beautiful.

I imagine of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense. Once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain.

New drawing hope you like this

To whoever loves me next, I'm sorry if I'm afraid of you or if days of flirting turn to radio silence, without warning. I'm sorry if I make you say the words over and over and over until I believe them.

Leave her in-between the pages. Leave her hanging off the last sentence of the last poem's last stanza. Leave her, you deserve a good night's sleep.