changes.

I hate waking up from a long nap and thinking, god, IM SINGLE AS FUCK.

twat-tastic:

yup.
An Artistic Masterpiece.

artisticveins:

She was always
floating inches off the canvas
close the edge
because she was
too scared to be
the center of attention
shining through the spotlight
the blend of the colors
the abstract dimensions
of measured emotions
and hidden sensation
She was scared to be
called beautiful
and actually believe it
She was scared to be
An Artistic Masterpiece