they reason i write

If you're looking for the word that means caring for someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, its love! And when you love someone y-you just don't stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy. Even then. Especially then. You just- you don't give up because if I could give up... If I could just, you know, take the whole world's advice and- and move on and find someone else, that wouldn't be love. That would be... That would be some other disposable thing that is not worth fighting for. But that is not what this is.

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Saturday, 28 March 2015

julia kent-tourbillon

the call he mad ,crazy and lunatic. some call him and addict and some call him a dark person.
he is in his own world yes but that's because he is lost in this world ,his world is the paintings he makes . you see him looking at a blank canvas ,imagining his art ,he is getting lost in his own trance and start to bring his world alive .colours fly over the place but his eyes are dead shut .he sees his masterpiece through the passion of his art.He is facing his demons each time and putting them to rest with each draw of his brush,he is getting frenzy and his hands move fast while peaking at his artsy dance ,he is putting the final touches , he cut his finger a bit and leave his finger tip right in the middle of  his masterpiece.He then sits back .his head between his legs and shaking from the cold...

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