thank you, jean-michel and duncan.


brains.its beautiful, its like nothing else. it gives you hope, sometimes faith, all the love you've ever wanted. but it rapes you completely of trust. because who or what can you trust on the outside when you're living inside yourself? and since you hide in this place,brains.
because when you're there you are looking for an escape, or a hiding place- you feel a little more at peace. but as soon as you come out of hiding,
its like anarchy.
or something else chaotic. so you keep going back to hide.
its just so warm and safe inside. anything or anyone you have ever lost is in h


11thingsithinkyouhateaboutmeI never leave on the lights. (1) I dont pay enough attention to where Im going. (2) I have a ball and chain, and I drag on- (3) And sadly, its snowing.11thingsithinkyouhateaboutme
I crash on. Into everything. (4) I dont pay enough attention to where Im going. The chain is tight, this ball is heavy. But I drag on, And its still snowing.
I fall inlove when Im drunk. (5) I should really pay attention to where Im going. I used to be always making pictures, (6) But I wanted to fall, (7) And god lets it keep snowing.
I see the pote


namelessWould it embarrass, when theyll discuss the symptoms of- Youll cry careless. You cant swallow lumps of love.nameless
And with child, youll scare away the monsters of the deep. With pupils Wild, Protector one day You will fall asleep.
And I the Liar- And you the Cat like Thief.
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It's only after we've lost everything, that we're free to do anything
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where tha fuck is Waldo?
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Please, viste my gallery [link] or my prints [link] Thanks
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Don't Blame The Messenger...
when a mistake becomes art-
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sort of hit a rough patch-
havin' some trouble with some stuff but i'll start finishing it soon,
hope your doin' well
love your piece on harper
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where tha fuck is Waldo?
love your work by the way<3
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where tha fuck is Waldo?
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