Life is a journey. Im just living. Do I die today or tomorrow. The only difference is what I do in the time between. And it makes the difference to myself, no one else. As much as your heart would like to think it would, the head says otherwise. The mind stays rational and the heart stays hopeful.
we've all become digital. we're all just glossy paper. Flip me open and take what you'd like. All I yearn to do is offer gifts. It doesn't matter who takes them or how many. Im just putting them out there, maybe you'll find them in a few years time. After college and after you've left those hometown friends behind. Please invest more of yourself. Don't just take it for what it is. You're rewarding too little right now. You're more and we all are. My art has cancer. My art has fucking cancer.
Monday, February 16, 2009
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