I don’t even think Webster can truly define love… There are no words to describe it. It simply is.
I’d say cool, bring it on, and where you at? I’m down for all these things and we could make this work.
andromeda, oil on canvas, 50x50cm, 2013
When good, relatable pictures have typos… Smh..
She, to this day, was the only one who ever did..
Do you ever feel guilty for loving two people very much but in different ways? And at first you can’t tell the difference so you treat them both the same and get intimate? And then you do see the difference and you lose one of your best friends? Yeah….. Me neither….
I have been so scared of going to school because I knew I would see you. That everything would rush back and my loyalty would be questioned. I cried all night, scared that you would be cruel, knowing i deserved it.. Even the school doesn’t want me though… They came up with every excuse to keep me out.. So I’m going back to the hell hole… And I’ll never know what would’ve happen had I been in your presence once more….