There’s something inside Screaming, Pulling, Tugging at my very core. I am STARVING for something unreachable. I Scratch the surface. I SHAKE. I want it. so bad. The world must see through my Eyes. They must see the beauty that I See. I draw, I write, I paint, I Sing! I Dance! All night, AllContinue reading “The CRAVE of the Artist”
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smile. how was your day. how was school. it was fine. are you ok. i’m fine. smile.